As they stepped into the dressing room, he turned to her, caging her against the wall between his arms. “What are you doing?” she gasped. “Can I kiss you?” Her eyes darkened some, her features hardening. “That’s not my choice.” “It is,” he replied, reaching behind her to pull pins from her hair. “I told you I wouldn’t force anything on you, but today was intense. I know it was a hard day for you.” “How will kissing me change any of that?” “It will appease the bond. Ease some tension,” he answered, pulling the last of the pins free. “I’d rather just change and go to bed.” Theon tilted his head
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