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It didn’t seem like I had been curled up on the floor for long, when a loud pounding started on the front door. It wasn’t the polite knock of a stranger, but the ‘let me in’ knock of someone with urgent business. I bolted upright on the floor, startled by the noise. Buster even let out a few bellowing barks, warning the visitor that he was on patrol. I scurried down the steps as the rhythmic thumping continued without pause.
When I stopped to look out the peephole, I could see shiny dark hair. It had to be Seth or Sam. I quickly opened the door, wondering what was wrong. Sam rushed into my space, taking all of the breath from my lungs. He placed his hands on either side of my face and I closed my eyes, delighting in the tingling sensation of his touch.
“You chose me?” His voice was s
