Rune’s head turned, her gaze flickering between the officers. “Gideon…” Fuck it. Taking Rune’s face in his hands, drawing her gaze to his, Gideon did what he’d wanted to do for days now. Ever since he found her crying in that powder room. He slid his hands into her hair and kissed her. Rune tensed, like a deer in a hunter’s crosshairs. Don’t fight me, baby. He ran his thumb along her jaw to soothe her. He needed her to help him make this look real. At least until the next song started and they could escape to the shadows. Either his stroking worked, or Rune figured it out, because she relaxed.
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