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‘What should I call you, Wildfire?’ The word slipped from his lips before he’d even thought it, for that was what the woman was – a living flame, both in her violent actions and the streaks of red through her burnt-umber hair.
‘She was trying to kill you.’ ‘Some of the best sex starts that way, my young apprentice.’
‘I hope she sticks a knife in your back.’ ‘With a face like that, I might just let her.’
‘If you need words of comfort, perhaps remember this: there are all kinds of darkness in this world. Some good, some bad, and some with no agenda at all. It’s what that darkness means to you and what you do with it yourself that matters most.’
Sometimes, to love someone, we have to let them go. And that sometimes, in order to go where we need to, we must turn away from one path, onto another…’
Talemir ran his thumb over his lips, the memory of her mouth on his etched into his mind, strong enough to last a thousand lifetimes. No matter what came to pass between them now, he was tethered to her, and her mark upon him would remain.
‘I want to see you come undone.’ Her throat bobbed as she inched towards him. ‘As you undid me…’ At those words, Talemir went molten. ‘You can have whatever you want from me,’ he said, suddenly hoarse, his breath catching.
Gods, he wanted her. Had wanted her from the moment she’d threatened to carve out his heart on the northern perimeter. There was no need for that now – she already held it in her hands. It belonged to her.
‘She’s no ordinary woman,’
‘Touch her again,’ he said, leaning in, crushing Coltan to the wall behind him, ensuring the punishing grip mirrored his words. ‘And you die.’
‘You are a spectrum of colour in the shadows. You pull me back towards the light…’
‘Since the moment I met you, I have felt like I was soaring. With you there is no ground beneath my boots, no rail to hold on to, and for a time there, I fought it with all my might… But no more. I’ve let go. And Wildfire, it’s more than I could have ever imagined. With you, I didn’t fall in love. I rose amid it, stronger than ever before.’ Talemir took a trembling breath, baring his soul like he never had. ‘I love you against all reason.’
Love didn’t happen once, she realised. It happened every day, in little moments, in the quiet gaps between grand words, in the lingering touches, in the hope it promised in the dark. Love was something that breathed and expanded, that was made and remade, again and again, reforged only to become stronger.
‘The darkness took a lot from me…’ Drue kissed him soundly, desire already reawakening within. ‘But it also gave me you.’