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‘Sure’ He could argue a thousand other days to be let in ‘Meet you there’

It took her ten er to join him than it should have She delicately sat onto one of the chaise longues, then eased her feet up and patted the cushion ‘Sit’

Bite He did as she asked, welco for lad you’re okay’ She reached out and squeezed his hand, knocking his mental balance into a dark crevasse Her touch made the voices howl

‘Thank you And likewise’ Except she clearly wasn’t okay ‘Please tell ot away from me I know they went after you’ If he was lucky, they’d eaten Creek for dinner Or you could

With a sigh, she rested her head against the chaise’s high back ‘That’s why I wasn’t sure if you were all right They found us’

Us, she’d said Like she and Creek were a couple He looked away long enough to force the calht theot wounded, but I took the brunt of it’

‘You should wear that body arlanced down and adjusted her robe ‘That wouldn’t make it very comfortable for you to be around me’

That she would care about that detail raised a sense of satisfaction in him ‘I’ll deal How badly were you hurt?’

‘I needed a few stitches Still working the Nothos poison out of my syste a little hot and fast’

‘How h to close me up’

‘How many?’

Her expression darkened ‘I think around seventy’

The sensation drained out of his extremities ‘Seventy Seven zero’

‘Yes,’ she whispered

‘Son of a priest’ The beast inhaled The scent of blood was strong But so was another scent ‘Who gave you those stitches?’

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