Chapter Eighteen

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Toby: When she motioned for me to join her and Wit on the couch in their little huddle, I wasn't about to deny myself the opportunity to get close to her. I sat next to her, her body heat enveloping me instantly. She warmed the chill that had settled into my skin and seemed to numb that ice-burning feeling across my chest left by Logan's decision to block us out after all we had done and sacrificed to help. "I don't think I want to go see sights," she said softly, her words a spark that could set me ablaze. I had no interest in seeing anything, either. But the thought of staying here, by her side, with the memories of last night haunting my mind, was unbearable. I feared I might do something reckless that could push her further away. "Are you sure? We could go to the Museum of Fine

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