Narrowing my eyes, I stand. “What do you want?” I repeat, harsher this time. Frustration claws its way up my throat when he doesn’t respond, and I shove him. “Why the hell are you here, Knox?” I go to shove him again, but he backs me against the building, his arms caging me in. I freeze, my insides seizing up when long fingers curl around my neck and he dips his head. His rough voice is a menacing rumble in my ear. “Because I knew you’d be in pain.” A cold sweat breaks over me and a weird twist goes through my chest when his tongue darts out and he licks my tear-stained cheek. “And I
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