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... that split-second tells me I’ve seen a hundred times on a hundred different men. Katherine stands three feet away, frozen, those brown eyes with gold flecks wide with understanding that death is coming.
I move.
Years of training compress into pure instinct, body acting before conscious thought. I grab Katherine’s arm, yanking her down and back as my body twists between her and Vincent’s gun. The world tilts as we fall, her soft curves colliding with my chest, my shoulders taking ...
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