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Or ran from them. That's how I'd met Chris.
" I wrapped my fingers around his hand on my cheek, squeezing tightly.
I growled at him, and he reciprocated in turn.
Closed my eyes. Ever since I'd discovered his list, I'd been afraid to learn where his darker side came from.
Grasped in his loose fist was a folded piece of paper.
I screamed at the sudden penetration. His groan of approval was muted by his mouth pressing to my back.