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... , suffocating kind that makes me want to kick the blankets off, but steady heat at my back. There’s an arm around my waist, loose, not trapping me, just there.
My eyes open fully and I stare at the wall in front of me, my mind scrambling to catch up. For a second I think maybe I wandered into the wrong room again. Maybe this is still some half-dream my brain hasn’t let go of yet
Then I shift slightly and the arm tightens, just a fraction.
Zane.
My stomach twists. ...
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