(Ozan’s voice was low and warm as he gently took her hand) “I hate having to leave when I know you want me here,” (he said, his thumb lightly stroking her palm) “But I have to attend to something that can’t wait. It’s nothing dangerous, just business.” (He kissed her forehead, his touch lingering) “I’ll be back soon, I promise. Please don’t worry about anything. You’re my priority.”
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