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Vesper
She stared up at Kirael, her thoughts beginning to overwhelm her desire.
Kirael couldn’t even let her have that, though… the bastard was just too perfect for that.
“You’re blushing,” Kirael said, one corner of his mouth tipping upward. “Why’s that?”
“Um…” Vesper started, unsure if she could formulate a good lie. Kirael was so close to her, and she was half-drunk on champagne and the sweetness of his kiss.
Tell him you want him, a little voice in her head urged. What’s the worst that could happen?
She opened her mouth, wondering if it would be too bold to invite him to her bed for a single night. The music quieted, as if the universe was preparing for Vesper to say—
“Hello everyone,” a woman said into a microphone, which resonated across the whole party. Everyone stopped a
