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“The two of you came this close to getting torn to shreds! Your father just found you, and he doesn’t want to lose you. Do you have any idea what he has been through to protect you since you got here?” [...] “No.” Talon’s voice was subdued, but only slightly. Teenage defiance still seethed beneath the surface. “He didn’t tell me.” I leaned back in my chair, blew out my breath, and closed my eyes. “And he probably won’t.” Tired had surrendered to exhausted. “He wouldn’t want you to worry. Because he loves you.” When Talon didn’t respond, I opened one eye and looked at him. “He hasn’t told you that, either, has he?” I asked wearily. “Not exactly.” My elbow was resting on the chair arm, and I dropped my head onto my upraised hand. I snorted. “Not exactly.” I shook my head. “Men.” I didn’t lift my head off my hand; it felt too good to be resting on something. I turned it about an inch and I could see Piaras just fine. His face was a shade or two short of a full, blazing blush. “I know you do.” His words tumbled out in a rush. “You don’t have to tell me.”

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“I pause, heat prickling my cheeks. “Out.” I gesture toward the door. His mouth curves in a slow, wicked smile. “Why would I leave? I don’t mind watching.” His voice is velvet wrapped in smoke, that Italian lilt making the words sound far more dangerous than playful. My hand stills on the zipper. “You’re impossible.” “Then let me be impossible,” he murmurs, levering himself up on one elbow. That gaze of his doesn’t waver, like he’s daring me. A war sparks inside me—common sense and pride against the sudden ache low in my stomach. Finally, I exhale and turn to face him. “Fine. But only look. No touching.”

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