Pausing at her door, Ivy glanced up at him and smiled. “What?” He asked, tilting his head with amusement. “I was just thinking how, of all the bargains I could’ve made, this one seems pretty great.” Something pressed against the inside of his ribs, catching his breath. Leaning in, Silas stopped just a fraction away from her lips. “May I?” “Yes,” Ivy sighed, and he captured the last bit of sound with his tongue. Surging forward, he sank his hands into her silken curls, holding her to him as he pressed deeper and deeper. Silas kissed her with the visceral need to imprint himself on her very
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