“He is an idiot,” Merrick said as his fingers whispered over her cheek, moving slowly down until his thumb brushed her bottom lip. “A fucking idiot to let you go.” Lessia’s eyes fell to her crossed legs as she whispered, “Who knew the Death Whisperer had a soft side?” Merrick’s fingers wrapped around her chin, tipping her head up and leveling her eyes with his. “You know. That’s enough.”
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