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I pulled myself out of his arms. Kieran let me go, but he didn't move away - just held onto the bars between us as he gazed down at me. "'Soul mate'?" I repeated, taking a few steps back. "You mean-us? Me and you?" Kieran closed his eyes briefly. "Aye." Great. I raked my hands through my hair with a yell of frustration. Startled, Kieran drew back a little. "This just keeps getting better and better. Do I get any say in this?" I demanded. "Jesus fuckin Christ, Kieran! What about what I want?" "Abby-" he began. "NO," I cut in, jabbing a finger at him. "I didn't ask for ANY of this, and I don't want it." I saw a brief flash of hurt in his eyes. Softening, I put my own hands over his on the bars. "I didn't mean...Look. I-I like you. I really do. But I don't know you," I pointed o