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DAMEON:
I know in the back of my mind that I can’t touch Seraphina again, but I feel like a moth drawn to the flame. I’m helpless to resist her call. I should never have let her play that guitar. Why didn’t I stop her? Maybe deep down somewhere I wanted this.
My heartbeat crescendos with each step I take closer to her, and she isn’t backing away. Her haunting eyes are fixated on me, drawing me in.
My mind is screaming “NO! You’ll kill her!” but my body is driven by an unseen force that I can’t escape.
I am so close to her that the hairs on my arm are standing on end. Our foreheads touch, and the static electricity between us feels like it could light the room on fire. I gently caress her arm with my fingertips and feel her heartbeat accelerating. I gently place my hand o
