That wasn’t her using magic on me, however. That was fate laughing in my fucking face. Up to this point, my relationships with women had been calculated and brief. As I preferred them. A few nights together for sexual release then move on. Emotional dependency was uncomfortable, inconvenient, and unnecessary in my life. I wasn’t sure if it was because I’d lost my parents so young, and avoiding attachments kept that kind of brutal, gutting pain out of my life. Or if I’d simply learned remaining single was the best choice after living around Uncle Silas—the cold, hard-hearted bachelor after he
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