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Tender as Killian could be, I try not to tempt him. When will I ever be ready for the things he wishes? Will I ever let my guard down in a place Malore always wanted to enter, but never touched? His words burned me deep. No matter how raw I scrub my skin, I still recall Malore’s disgusting caress. His taunt, his insult, they all dance in my head.
When I’m around Killian, the voices are quieter, and the disgust disappears. Was all of that normal?
“Selene.”
What were the limits to Killian’s patience? His voice, smooth as velvet, deep as trenches, had darkened. I didn’t know what to tell him. I didn’t even want to think about what I did in the hospital. I didn’t mean to implicate Jasper when I requested it. Killian had abruptly left before I could ask anything of him.
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