“Start to what?” Silas dragged the back of his knuckles up the side of her neck until his fingers tangled in her hair. “To embracing your desires,” he said, teasing her pulse point with the very edge of his fingernail. Ivy was three seconds away from turning to liquid and dropping to the floor. It wouldn’t be the worst position to be in. In fact, it give her perfect access to— Silas let out a low growl as his eyes fluttered closed. “Witchling…” She couldn’t help but smile. “I thought you couldn’t read my mind.” “I can’t,” he said. “And thank Lucifer for that, otherwise I’m certain my
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