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“Shh.” I run a hand down the length of her curls, feeling a hiccup jostle her body. “You did the right thing. Run to me. Always run to me.”
Except that I won’t be here much longer. If everything goes according to plan.
He smells of something akin to fire—not smoky, per se, but similarly bold and lingering. Like a weapon incarnate, leathery and lethal.
should have listened to him. Should have turned myself in like Father so desperately wanted.
“You are the sweetest thing I have never tasted.” Another brush of his knuckles. “And I doubt I’ve craved anything more.”
