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... stretched—tense, heavy, broken only by the sound of her soft, staggered breaths. My flames were still simmering under the surface, not from rage this time, but from restraint. I wanted to reach for her so badly it hurt, but I knew I couldn’t force that. Not now. Not after what she’d seen.
Not after her eyes met mine in that dream and she looked at me like I was the devil himself.
"Clare..." I said her name like a prayer and a plea.
She flinched again.
I fucking h ...
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