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“You’ve got a headache.”

“Yeah, a tiny one.”

Which meant she was actually in a heck of a lot of pain. Since Tink also didn’t like to tell people when she was hurting.

“Sit back on the couch. I’m going to get you some painkillers and a heating pad.”

He plugged in the heating pad and then got the painkillers and a large glass of water.

She took the pills and sipped the water.

“Drink all of that,” he told her. “Knowing you, you barely stopped all day to drink or eat.”

“Tink, I’ve been a selfish asshole,” he said after placing the heating pad around her neck.

“What do you mean?” she asked, looking up at him in surprise. “You’re not a selfish asshole.”

“Yeah, I am.” He crouched in front of her, taking her hands in his. They felt cold. Shit. He grabbed the blanket, placing it over her.

Tink didn’t usually feel the cold, but it seemed like she had been lately.

“I’m a dick who wants to keep you all to myself. But that’s not fair. You told him you’d go and you should. Like you should answer his texts. Because, unlike me, you’re a good person.”

“You’re a good person, Loki. Better than me. Just think of all the things you’ve done for people in this town?—”

He reached up and placed a finger over her lips. “Let’s not talk about that.” He was only doing what anyone else would. “I want you to go out with him.”

All right . . . so sometimes they lied to each other.

The skeptical look she gave him proved that she was thinking the same thing.

“I do. I don’t want you to not make friends or . . . or to meet someone because of me.”

Fuck that was hard to say.

She winced and glanced down, her fingers tangled around each other.

“Tink, we’re always going to have each other. You and me, we’re forever. Right?”

She looked up at him, her lips trembling slightly. “Of course we are. Forever.”

Leaning forward, he kissed the tip of her nose, and for a moment, they just breathed each other’s air, their lips close enough that it would only take an inch or two and he’d be kissing her.

The way he’d always wanted to.

But never dared.

Her scent teased him. Those lush, full lips called to him.

God. He wanted her.

Do what’s best for her.

Loki forced himself to pull away, sitting beside her. His dick was hard as steel and he just hoped that she didn’t notice.

“We’re okay?” she whispered as he drew her in close to him, wrapping his arm around her.

“We’re always okay, Tinkerbelle. There is nothing that could ever come between us.”

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