“Just because I am your Source now does not mean you can simply come into my rooms uninvited,” she said tersely when the hinges of the door creaked. “I assumed you would not let me in if I asked, considering you are avoiding me.” The low timbre of his voice made her feel things she didn’t want to feel, and she slipped her hands into her sleeves. “What do you want?” “That is a loaded question, Milady. You may want to rephrase it.” She finally turned to face him, finding him leaning against her doorjamb in that infuriatingly casual way of his. His brown hair brushed his cheekbones, and he was in
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