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June 27 - July 3, 2025
If Merrick smelled like wilderness, Loche smelled like brightness. Like a cold winter night when the huge moon and millions of stars lit up the sparkling snow.
A woman like you wants to be loved, deeply and without constraint, by someone who knows the true you and adores you all the same.”
Holding his stare, she asked, “Do you know what it’s like wanting something so badly, believing you can never have it? And suddenly, it might be within reach?” Loche’s eyes flared as they traced over her. “More than you can imagine.”
“You’re making excuses for him! Exactly like you did for me! When will you understand that this world is ruled by power-hungry, evil, and ruthless males who should not be forgiven? All Havlands is full of them. Making excuses won’t change that!”
“Tell me. Tell me you burn for me like I burn for you. Tell me your heart stops when I walk into a room like mine does for you. Tell me you can’t stop thinking about me like I can’t go a waking second without thinking about you. Tell me you don’t want me to stay away.”
“I…” she tried again. “I’m not good.”
Leaning in again, he spoke against her mouth. “Neither am I, darling.” His lips brushed hers. “Let’s be bad together.”
“I’m not the begging type, Lessia. But if you need me to, I’ll get on my knees. I’m already risking everything. I don’t mind throwing my pride into the ring as well.”
She glanced down at their joined hands and then back up at him. “Is this a good idea? I don’t think they’ll like you walking in with me.” Loche smiled at her, his eyes glittering. “Fuck them.”