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Knox’s POV “So, what exactly is it you missed about my sister?” Jack asked, frowning at me from across the dinner table. The smell of her hair. The soft way she looked at me just as she was waking up. I shook my head. Those were silly things. Jack was looking for something more concrete. “I missed her company. She’s very witty.” I smiled at Aira. Aira’s eyes narrowed as she examined me as though I were some kind of insect. At least I didn’t have to worry about Blanche anymore. She was so wrapped up in Aaron that she wouldn’t have seen an elephant if it had come plodding across the table. “Witty,” Jack echoed, still frowning. “That’s what you missed about her, her wit?” I missed the cool taste of her lips, almost like mint. I missed the soft swell of her breasts against my chest and