D espite being in the most dangerous place she could imagine, Amma knew she was safe. Damien’s arms were around her, his warm body pressed to hers, and his lips were kissing her back, tender and soft like she knew he could be—like she knew he truly was. “You came for me,” she whispered up against his mouth. His fingertips grazed her temple, smoothing away hair that had fallen in her face, and he pressed another kiss to her lips. “You called. How could I not?” “I thought…” The words fell away as she stared into a face streaked with blood, exhaustion pooling in the hollows of his eyes. “You
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