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He pressed against the center of his chest. “It hurts here. Isn’t it funny? I’ve always liked pain before. But right now, it’s like I can’t breathe.”
He didn’t know Eric was dead.
A little darker than mint green, like a muddied pastel.
Tonight, he would put an end to it all. No more disappointments. No more disgust. Baikal had asked if he was willing to lose everything, but that was because he didn’t know the truth. Berga already had.
“It means,” he blew out a breath, “that yes. I came here that night intending to take advantage of you.
“For a certified genius,” he hissed, “you’re a real fucking moron, Jekyll.”
“Why did you pretend to forget me then?” “I was being petty.”
Always look at me just like this, like I’m the most important thing in your whole universe.” “You got it, Butcher.” Madden kissed him, soft and tender. “That’ll be easy. Because you are.”
