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Burn (Dark Island Scots, #4) Burn by Jolie Vines
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“You’re fucking beautiful, Summer. Put this around your throat where it belongs. Then dry up and get dressed,” he muttered. “Why?” I whispered. “Because I have the worst feeling if I take my eyes off ye, you’ll disappear.”
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“I’m in love with ye. You’re perfect. One day, I’m going to marry ye, and we can live together. I’ll get a job, or sell stolen cars, whatever. I’d look after ye and be your man. We’d have a bed, and we can hide in it together. The world won’t find us there. It’ll be just ye and me, and everything will be better because we’ll never be apart. I love ye, Summer.”
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“She’d been broken but she was coming back stronger. My woman was a queen, and she was rising.”
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“Sin gave a dark chuckle, and his lips quirked into a knowing smile. “In a few years, we’re going to have one hell of a problem.” “What?” I asked. “A fuck ton of kids between us.”
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“Even so, he lowered his head to speak in my ear. “Let me love on ye in all the other ways. I want to get ye used to my kiss. To hugging me in bed. Little touches alongside the big ones. Do we have a deal?”
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“Summer sat up. “I mean it. I’m giving you permission. Hunt me down like in the woods. Like you threatened to do again. I… I can’t do this myself. I freeze up and lock down. I don’t want to stay like this. I need you to just take it.” Because she’d been hurt.”
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“ye run again, expect me to hunt ye down.” Heat chased my fear. “Is that a warning or a promise?”
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“Waiting,” he said. That so-familiar phrase. “For what?” “Ye to fucking touch me, Summer. For years, I had to imagine this moment because it could never happen. Now you’re inches away, and it’s blowing my mind. So move closer and take my hand. Let me die happy.”
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“I nodded, emotion choking me. Not long before the police raid that saw me run from our holiday home and Cassie captured, she’d had a breakdown of sorts. The poor wee lass to that point had been calm and sweet, funny and sometimes showing a bossy little attitude that we all loved. Even after being kidnapped and arriving on Torlum, she didn’t cry. But that one afternoon, she’d flipped out and begged to be allowed to stay with Lottie as her mother and Sin as her da, with us as her three brothers and a sister in Thea. We’d promised her that. Then she’d been ripped away from us.”
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“My temper rippled. I looked up to Sin almost as a father. Struan was my dangerous big brother, Camden my smarter, coolheaded one, but Sin was everything I wished I could be. Strong and powerful and a threat to his enemies while being exactly what the rest of us needed. He was our leader, and I’d follow him anywhere, trusting that his judgement was good.”
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“I’m one person short of reuniting my family, and nothing and no one is going to break that, including ye. Got it?”
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“I’m a possessive arsehole, so of course I would. Just wasn’t sure that Summer was your Thea until this second. I’ve got your back. Let’s bring this wee shite to his knees.”
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“My frustration soared, and I raised a fist and smacked down on the engine casing. “Ye piece of shite. Fifteen minutes. That’s all we’re asking of ye. Your sole reason for existence is to take people from point A to B. But no. Today ye woke up and chose violence.” I thumped it again, harder. “I’m naw taking this from one more person or thing in my life. I’ll take ye apart piece by motherfucking piece so each dies a watery death. Is that working for ye? Start or die.”
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