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He didn't kiss me back.
I was too scared to pull away. My heart was pounding too hard to let him go. The energy between us so palpable I could hear it humming.
Wait, no. That was the necklace Gwin had given me. With my eyes closed, I could see the energy dancing, aching to be set free. But it wasn't as warm as Tres's lower lip.
My mind was set and my lips were locked. If he didn't want this, if he didn't want me, he'd have to do the work of disentangling my hands, arms, and legs—yes, I'd managed to wrap my legs around his waist. It was for his protection so we didn't get separated and drown.
I'd already lost my two brothers to that void. Now, I could feel it pulling at my back. In defiance, I held onto Tres for dear life.
What was I saying? Oh yes, it would have to be Tres that un
