With scraped, bleeding hands, Denver cradled Lane’s face in both palms and kissed him. Shock rocked him to his core, and he froze. Beside them, a man cursed, but then the world dropped away. In the sudden silence, the only thing that existed was the firm sweetness of Denver’s lips. Denver broke their kiss as abruptly as it had begun and glared. “You’re worth protecting too, Lane,” he said harshly, eyes glowing like green embers. “You’re more than a body that can take a beating and get back up, and you lost the chance to take damn fool risks when you came back. You’re mine, and I will never sit
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