“Then why aren’t you pulling away?” he taunted. “I can’t fight you—you’re a Fate.” “Liar. I’m not hurting you or kissing you.” He moved the hand at her neck to toy with her racing pulse, softly dragging his fingers up and down over the frantic beat-beat-beat, making her heart pound even faster. “I think this excites you.” “You’re delusional!” Evangeline finally pulled away. Her heart was racing, but it wasn’t from excitement, she was sure.
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