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Chapter Nine
Saint: The drive up to her house had Bain's fingers intertwined with mine, closing off my circulation. "Nervous?" I joshed with a smile as he exhaled a shaky breath. I get it. How do we tell this little creature that not only do supernaturals exist, but that mates exist and both of us are hers if she will have us? "Stop panicking. We will just use this as an opportunity to get to know her better. Droll is working on her truck, and we are playing the delivery guy. That's it. We aren't having big bad conversations today." He nodded, breathing out one more time. When we pulled in behind Cynthiana's car, I heard a laugh that I wasn't used to hearing, but the beautiful sound of Rowan's happiness made a wave roll through both of us. Whatever emotion it was, I couldn't begin to put my finge
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