Sparks of silver danced in those eyes. “I love you, too. More than you’ll ever know.” “I feel it,” I whispered. “Every single day.” And it was true. It was like this foreign energy swirling around me at every moment. A reassuring breeze and phantom presence that was always with me. “I’m glad,” Locke rasped. His hold on me tightened a fraction. “I hate that he could’ve hurt you tonight—or worse.” “Hey,” I said, burrowing deeper into him. “I’m fine. Better than. I kicked his ass. So, I’m feeling pretty damn badass at the moment.” One corner of Locke’s mouth kicked up. “As you should.” I laid a
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