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... He almost laughed. "That’s not possible."
"Then try," she murmured, tugging at his grip until his fingers slid into hers. "Just... be here."
He was. Yeah, he was. Every nerve, every beat of his heart, every flicker of power inside him tuned to her. The bed creaked again; the fire popped. The air tasted like salt and smoke and something sweeter—her perfume, maybe, or the faint trace of pride that lingered on her skin.
And somewhere between the movement and the sound and th ...
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