“If the curse isn’t broken, Lakelynn, then …” Tam takes a minute to collect himself, and then he reaches over to switch on the bedside lamp. When he turns back to me, Tam takes my face gently between his hands and leans in like he’s going to kiss me. “If the curse isn’t broken yet, then it’s not on my end.” I let out a stuttering breath, and then Tam kisses the tears off my cheeks, kisses my lips. “Do you hear what I’m trying to say?” he whispers, and I nod. I kiss him back, and I don’t let him say the actual words just yet. Because no matter how deep his infatuation for me goes, he isn’t in
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