“You know what you said earlier? About how we always end up where we’re meant to be?” He grazed his hand over the side of my neck, and my heart thudded so hard against my rib cage I half expected it to leap out of my chest and into his arms. I couldn’t bring myself to speak, but I managed a small nod. The heaviness of the air caressed me like a bold lover’s touch, and I knew, deep in my gut, I stood on a dangerous precipice. The slightest movement from me, and I would fall. The question was whether I wanted to save myself or if the pleasure would be worth the eventual pain. “Perhaps…” Rhys’s
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