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The two of them drop to actual whispers on their way out the door. No doubt, they're sharing all sorts of details.

Mal takes a step towards me. He stares me dead in the eyes. "You've cleaned shit up, Kit. I respect that. I'm not gonna hold your past against you. But if you slip and she has to watch, if you drag her down with your junkie bullshit—I've seen it happen to women who tried to save the broken bad boy too many times—" Mal's expression shifts to something protective. "If she has to watch you try to destroy yourself then I will fucking kill you."

His voice is matter of fact.

I don't have a doubt that Mal really would kill me for dragging Piper into hell with me.

Fuck knows I'd do the same thing if I had a sister.

He nods goodbye. "I'll see you in a few days."

"Yeah."

"You leaving or staying?"

"Staying."

"Lock the door behind you when you leave."

"Sure."

He takes a step into the hallway. "Piper means a lot more to me than the band or some fucking money. Don't break her heart."

A few steps and he's gone.

I should go straight to Piper's room, but I'm too stuck on Mal's words to leave.

I'm not afraid of Mal.

But the thought of slipping and pulling Piper with me...

I can't fucking stomach that thought.

Chapter 28

Piper

I'm poring over casting calls when Kit knocks on my door.

"Come in."

He does. He leans against the frame. His eyes fix on mine. "Everyone's gone."

"They are."

"Been thinking about doing this all day." He goes to my desk, pulls me up from my chair, and pulls me into a deep kiss.

God, he tastes good.

My lips part to make way for his tongue. He doesn't hold back. He kisses me hard. Affection pours from him to me then back again.

I pull back with a needy sigh. "I should shower."

He raises a brow.

"You could join... if you want."

"If I want?" He smiles, reveling in my nervousness.

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