Chapter Twenty-Nine.
Ben and I were below deck as the night rolled on, seated on one of the top bunks where he had been sleeping the night before. He had scooped me up onto it as if I was nothing more than a feather. I stood in front of him when he bent to lock his arms together behind my knees, lifting me onto the bed with my hands gripping his shoulders, eyes gazing down at him when he set me down, his hands moving to caress my bare thighs. I let my own hands drop from his shoulders to hold onto the thin mattress beneath me, my eyes searching his features in the faint glow of the lamps, the silence surrounding us since we were the only two there on the Sunken Soul that night. “You need to rest” he muttered, his own brown gaze falling to his hands that held onto my skin, so gentle, so warm. I didn’t want t
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