"You were always going to ruin me, weren't you?" Cain breathed, resting his forearm against the door above my head as he leaned down to look into my eyes. "Perhaps we were always meant to ruin each other," I suggested. "But either way, I don't seem to be able to stop it." "Then don't," he replied, his eyes flashing with vulnerability for a moment before he locked the feeling down again and looked away from me. I caught his chin in my grasp and made him meet my gaze. "Maybe I won't," I breathed, tiptoeing up to press a kiss to his lips. "But I guess the only way you'll find out is by sticking
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