The Inheritance Games (The Inheritance Games, #1)
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“If I were a boy,”
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“people would just call me driven.”
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I should have jumped. I should have panicked. But somehow, my body relaxed into the person behind me.
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“It’s okay, Heiress,” Jameson murmured. “I’ve got you.”
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“Yes?” I asked him hoarsely. “Yes, Heiress.”
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My lips closed over his. He kissed me back, gentle at first, then not gently at all. Maybe it was the aftereffects of shock, but as I drove my hands into his hair, as he grabbed my ponytail and angled my face upward,
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Kissing him felt like fire. He wasn’t soft and sweet, the way he had been while washing away the blood and dirt. I didn’t need soft or sweet. This was exactly what I needed.
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“Not everything is a game, Jameson.”
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“That’s the thing, Heiress. If Emily taught me anything, it’s that everything is a game. Even this. Especially this.”