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I rub her nose with mine. “Forgive me?” She lets out a sigh but then slowly nods. I smile, relieved. “Talk to me, then?” But then she shakes her head. I growl and push back, letting her go. “Then, if that’s not it, what the hell did I do?” I slap the water. “Goddammit!” She stands up, replying flatly, “You won the bet.” And then she turns around, finding the edge of the pool and hops out. The bet… It only takes a moment for the light to dawn, and I realize what she’s talking about. The bet. My chest swells, and a smile spreads across my face as I dive for the edge of the pool, catching up with ...more
Conclave (Devil's Night, #3.5)
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