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Ross woke up when Gem moved in his arms. He pulled her closer and kissed her shoulder before he opened his eyes. She rolled onto her back and gave him a crooked smile.
“Thank you,” she murmured.
“For what?” he asked.
“For everything – for being you,” she said.
Ross’s stomach knotted at her response. “Yeah,” he muttered.
She gave him a strange look. He knew she was about to ask him what was wrong, but thankfully, he was spared having to make up a lie – or worse, tell her that he wasn’t what she thought – when a dragon’s head suddenly appeared in the opening of their small shelter. The dragon grinned at them before shifting into human form. Ross muttered a curse and pulled his jacket firmly over Gem’s legs.
“Do you mind?” he snapped.
Drago lifted an eyebrow. “Not at all. Ashure fo
