Chapter 10
Blake absently rubbed at his chest as he walked through the front doors of Requiem and into the bright sunshine. He fought the urge to glance at Derek’s retreating back. He was sad to end their time together, and he was already looking forward to seeing Derek again the next morning. That was hardly any time at all.
Pushing harder on his chest, Blake frowned. The ache there felt like when he was recovering from a sword wound, but he’d been healed for days. Weird. That had never happened before. Maybe he pulled a muscle? Maybe something had been damaged the last time around, and he just didn’t realize it because he’d been taking it so easy, lounging with Derek for the past few days? Blake shrugged and promised himself he’d get checked out in the medical wing if it persisted.
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