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“How is he with me?” “Alive.” “There’s no other word for it. That’s why I don’t believe he can truly ever hurt you. Because after testing life, you don’t really ever let it go, do you?”
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Tristan Caine terrified her, but it wasn’t because of the death he was bringing her slowly, the death he would bring her one day, the death he raised in her. No. It was the life.
“You wish me well, do you?” he murmured softly, his lips almost touching her skin yet not, making her body ache for that touch. “Don’t you know to run away from predators, sweetheart? We like the hunt.”
“We’ve been honest so far, Ms. Vitalio,” he murmured. “ I’ll be honest now. I despise you but I want you. Fuck it, I do. And I want you out of my system.”
In that moment, the enemy had done what no one had ever even tried to do for her. He had made her feel a little less lonely. The moment would be over the sun came out. But for that silent moment, something inside her beyond her own understanding, even as she hated him, shifted.