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Swimming was the last thing I wanted to do. Drowning him? Maybe.
Books were a necessary escape I always gladly jumped into headfirst.
“In your dreams, Kitten.” He smirked. “Oh wait, I’m already starring in those, aren’t I?” I rolled my eyes. “Nightmares, Daemon. Nightmares.”
“Daemon, threats aren’t necessary.” “Aren’t they?” Daemon asked.
Daemon growled in fury as he rose, standing over me like an avenging angel, swathed in light.
