Leaning forward, I press my mouth to her forehead, then hold still and breathe her into my lungs. I marvel at how she makes me feel. There’s no disgust. No urge to pull away. Instead, I’m filled with a need for more. For everything, she has to offer. My jaw clenches from the effort it takes to pull back, then the corner of my mouth curves up. Chicago’s all that mattered up until Kiara. This city is mine. Always have been, always will be. So is Kiara Murphy. She just doesn’t know it yet. I’ll give her time to heal, to get used to me, but after that, I’ll make her mine. My eyes drift over her
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