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“What did you feel?” Max took my hand and examined it with a frown. I moved closer to him. Even if there couldn’t be anything romantic between us, as he’d made clear, it was comforting to have his wiry strength beside me.
“Like something cold brushed across the back of my neck, and then burning pain in my palm and heel.” I took my hand back. “What did you do to me that night on the beach? In my dream? You were putting some sort of mark on me when we were interrupted.”
“Ah, that reminds me. I didn’t want to finish it without your permission. I’ll explain in a moment, but first I need to see if I can find what’s out there. Stay away from the windows—with the lights on, you’re an easy target.”
I rubbed my palm and sank to the sofa. He was only gone for a few minutes, but they seemed mu
