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“I’ve seen you all along.” The whisper curled through the dense air.
On a scoff, Trent climbed to his feet. A menacing refuge in the billowing night. “And just what is it you see, Eden?”
The last time he asked me it, he walked away from me.
Fear tumbled down my spine, a cold sweat that shivered across my flesh. Not because I was afraid of him, but because I was afraid of the power he wielded.
I lifted my chin and met his steely gaze. “I see a man who’s touched me in a way no one else can. I see a man who burns so bright, he might burn me alive. I see a hatred that runs so deep in his veins, and still, I want to dip my fingertips into the flow.”
Struck by the lash of energy that I now recognized for what it was.
Goodness.
Grace.
“Dude, you have literal fucking hearts in your eyes, all while looking like you’re about five seconds from packing up and running for the hills. Quite the accomplishment, if you’re asking me.”
“Wasn’t asking you,” I grunted, breathing out a heavy sigh when I moved to join him at the sink.
Instead, I heaved for air in a bid to come back down, to remember who I was, but at the end of that fall was her arms.
Her sweet arms that she wrapped around my body like that was where they belonged.
Couldn’t do much else except wrap her in mine, and I shifted us so I could tuck her to my side. I pressed a kiss to her sweat-drenched temple and brushed back the blonde hair that clung to her stunning face. I gazed at her through the shadows of the ghosts that haunted my room.
“Won’t let anyone get to you. Not ever.”
And I prayed it wasn’t the greatest lie I’d ever told.
“Yeah? You should try a human one sometime. Just as vicious, but less fire.”
“I know how to handle you on top of me,” I challenge quietly.
He lowers his mouth to my ear. “You won’t like what happens if you push me.”
“Or maybe I will.”
I freeze. I’d recognize the rough pitch of Xaden’s voice anywhere.
“Fucking Sorrengail.”
The move is unnervingly…hot.
“You’re not going to disarm me?” I challenge as he releases his grip and pushes up more, removing his weight from my body. My ribs expand as I take my first full breath.
“Nope. Defenseless women have never been my type.”