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Lily
Oh, s**t. I should have left my romance novels at home. But when considering the rest of my life, I only wanted to read Wuthering Heights or Odyssey so many times. The classics were, well, classic, and I’d brought along hundreds, if not thousands of dollars’ worth of books, but I knew I would want something fun to read. Sexy. Stories that made me happy when I turned the last page.
The rest of my life was a long damn time.
And now Darius was looking at me like he was a hungry lion and I was dinner.
“Lily?” He walked toward me, pulled me to my feet with gentle hands until I faced him. I wanted to look away, but the slightest touch of his fingers on my cheek and I was frozen in place.
“Darius.” I was drowning in his eyes. Drowning. My heart pounded, my legs were shaking.
“I aske
