“No,” I say, a surge of perverse courage making me add, “Just wondering when you’re finally going to make use of it.” Noah goes still apart from the flexing of his fingers. “Is that so?” Oh, fuck. That voice. Part of me wonders what the fuck I’m doing, but it doesn’t stop my words from spilling free. “You keep threatening to put me on my knees,” I point out, my pulse thrumming wildly as I lead Clementine around a bend in the trail. “But so far, that’s all it is. A threat.”
Clem right now: 👀
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