“You won,” I tell him, beaming. “You’re supposed to be celebrating.”His smile makes my chest hurt, but his words make it feel like it’s too full. “You’re the only person I want to celebrate with.”
“He’d seen Nesta in that particular pose, too. He called it her I Will Slay My Enemies pose.Cassian had named about two dozen poses for Nesta at this point. Ranging from I Will Eat Your Eyes for Breakfast to I Don’t Want Cassian to Know I’m Reading Smut.”
“All this managed to prove is that you are extremely good at turning me off.”
“And part of her indeed wondered if Sartaq had struck some unspoken agreement that went beyond Never Duva. To perhaps even Never Us.”
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