Vic stared at the point of contact, but it wasn’t with concern. There something in her eyes that caused my heart to skip a beat, something that looked a lot like excitement. “Does it hurt?” she asked, her breathing shallow. “It will,” I grunted, attempting to fight her grip and push the jagged edge deeper into my skin, welcoming the pain. Her mouth covered mine again, this time kissing me back just as fervently as I did to her. I moaned into her mouth, ready to drop the broken piece of mirror, but her wrist kept it over my heart instead of stopping its descent. She could, at any moment, force
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