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She grabs my whiskey and tilts her head back, letting the liquid sit in her mouth. When her fingers run through my hair, my breath catches. But when she yanks my head back and spits that whiskey into my mouth— Holy. Fucking. Shit. The burn of the whiskey hits, but it’s nothing compared to her.
I stare at the body. “What’re the chances you can bring someone back to life? I wanna kill him again. Think I rushed it.”
“You’ll always be everything to me, Hallie. Even if you hate me for the rest of your life. I’ll love you until I die. You are my first and only love, trouble.”