Stealing kisses and becoming a mainlander’s fantasy dalliance was easy. Believing one was wanted, that one had family, only to be abandoned and kinless was not. Especially when they would walk away free and I . . . I . . . No, I wouldn’t put myself in a position to feel those tearing emotions again, so help me. “Taryn,” I whispered, gently stroking her cheek. Feck. I needed to stop that. “Taryn Hunt.” I tapped her face until her eyes fluttered open. Before she could snap at me, I lifted a finger to my lips and gestured with my head that we had company. Her doe eyes widened. Stars, those eyes.
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I'm actively melting
