Lydia

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I didn’t go so far as to assume Shade would join us, though. He wasn’t the type to want to dance in front of people, but I had the feeling that if I asked him, he’d dance with me. He’d dance with me in my room or his, and better yet—in the Void. He’d dance for hours and hold me to his chest, and whisper things in my ear that only he knew how to say perfectly…
The Elysean Illusion (The Holy Bloodlines, #3)
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