He yanked the knife away as Priest strode toward him. Their eyes connected, their postures hard and combative. But as Priest raised his hand, it wasn’t to hurl a punch. His fingers curled around the back of Ashley’s neck and dragged their foreheads together. “Perhaps I should have said this years ago.” Priest closed his eyes and released a breath. “I didn’t know how to put it into words.” “Don’t.” Ashley gripped Priest’s shoulders, neither pushing nor pulling, as he gritted his teeth. “Don’t do this.” “I don’t know what to call it…this invisible thing that wraps so tightly around us. All I
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