But when he reached for the door that would lead down to the wine cellar, her heart rate picked up. “Theon, wait. Please. Just wait.” She dug in her heels, trying to find something to grab onto with her other hand as he pulled her down the steps into the cellar. It was a small, windowless space with stone walls and low lighting. There were two racks full of wine, with hardly enough room to move between them. The space was cool to keep the wine chilled, cold on her bare feet. “Theon, why are we down here?” She could hardly speak, unable to keep her voice from wavering. “I am going running. Luka
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Oh. My. God.
