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Twenty Nine
Emma’s eyes pricked with tears, and she gripped his shirt between her hands as she pushed back to look at his face. She shifted her eyes quickly between his intoxicating ones, searching for any sign that he was lying to her outright. The longer she looked, the more she realized he wasn’t lying, and she could feel how genuine he was and how badly he wanted her. Emma fell even harder. Emma drew her bottom lip between her teeth, trying to keep the revelation from spilling that she was his and only his, too. A flash of passion crossed his gaze. He unleashed a breath, and she felt his grip tighten in her hair as he cradled her face. “Fück baby, I want to kiss you so fücking bad. I won’t until we take care of the threat standing between us. I will not lose you, Emma. Until Ashlyn is gone f
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