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Kingston must have read it in my body language. A shudder ran through him, as if he’d reached a decision he wasn’t entirely sure about. Then, still holding my gaze, he slowly tipped his chin up, baring his throat to me in submission. My heart fluttered, frantic and wild. He’d submitted. Wait. He’d submitted? Holy shit. “Only for you, Sunday.” His words were breathy, as though this had cost him everything.
“No. Whatever they put on my hands is keeping my magic contained. Fucking asshole hunters.” “Fuck, mine too. We’re going to have to brute squad this, then.” “You’re on the brute squad?” “I am the brute squad.” “Since when?”