“And why would that surprise you?” He pushes away. “You know why.” “Enlighten me,” I challenge. “Because you love her!” The rough admittance seems to startle even him. I stare at Kitt, chest heaving and sword hanging at my side. He clears his throat. “Perhaps more than anything.” My heart pounds—a reminder that each beat belongs to her. “Don’t be ridiculous, Kitty,” I deflect. “She is your bride.” “And I am your brother,” he says quickly. “Always. No matter what.” His tone suggests this is a question I’m meant to answer. This isn’t the first time Kitt has tiptoed around the subject that is our
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