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“All right.” He swept his gaze over me, then pulled me into his arms almost matter-of-factly. “That’s enough of that.” “Enough of what?” “You’re shaking.” To my astonishment, I realized that I was, and had been for some time. He held me until I was still, gently combing through my hair, and I leaned my forehead against the curve of his neck. I could smell the wildflowers in his hair."