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Forty-One
Frankie: In the car, my skin warmed under the blowing heat. Silence fell over us immediately. Each one of us seemed to be thinking of something to say. Or at least I was. Part of me wanted to apologize to Kruel for telling him I didn't need him to save me, only for him to turn around and save me and Xolani because I couldn't control my anger. "You're bleeding," Kane broke the silence, but I didn't realize he was talking to me until his fingers touched my thigh, smearing the blood upward while tracing the rest of the cut. "Thorn," I hummed, my face burning when I realized how I had practically moaned that one blurted word. Even though he had pulled his hand away from my leg, I could still feel the flames left over from his touch. I was stuck on how good his touch felt when his finger
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