“Don’t deflect, Gray,” I call behind her. “Do you think it will rain today? I’d rather not be drenched again. I’m still drying off from yesterday.” “We kissed.” I see her back stiffen beneath the damp shirt sticking to her skin. “Three times now.” She turns, looking tired. “Why are you telling me this as if I’m not constantly avoiding thinking about it?” “Because this is already more difficult than it should be,” I say, taking a step toward her. “You’re not just a mission to me. You’re not just another enemy for me to find. You’re something even more terrifying.” Her voice is little more than
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