“Gideon. This is a witch who’s escaped detection for two years now. She won’t keep her scars where anyone can find them. Did you look between her thighs?” The thought of Rune’s thighs made him grind his palms into his eyes. “Stop.” “Because if I were a witch hiding in plain sight, that’s definitely where I’d keep mine.” Gideon groaned. “You’re killing me, Harrow.” “You need to sleep with her.” “Absolutely not.” “Don’t tell me you haven’t thought about it.” Of course he’d thought about it. It had physically hurt to turn down Rune’s invitation. The moment he got home, he’d gone straight into a
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