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He choked on the scrambled eggs he’d been chewing and glared over at her.

Rose watched the interaction, giving it a moment before she answered. Her shoulders seemed to sink slightly. “It was fine. Bit cold that early in the morning.”

“Maybe you should wear more clothes,” I offered.

Leo snorted and Chelsea spun her head to me.

“Maybe you should try run eight miles and see how many layers you keep on,” she shot back without missing a beat.

Optimus and Leo both laughed. Sure I was fit, I worked out and toned my muscles, but I wasn’t that fit. I didn’t respond, just watched as she stabbed her fruit with a fork before placing it between her lips. The act was strangely erotic. The urge to pull her from her chair and carry her upstairs to my room was strong. Stronger than it had ever been.

I was fighting an internal battle.

It hadn’t been hard to be angry and malicious toward Rose when she was absent. I was able to talk myself into hating her because of what she’d done and chose the memories that I wanted to replay in order to convince myself that I was in the right.

But then she comes back into my life and suddenly I’m reminded of the girl who she was when we were together. The smart mouth, the way she cared for others, her passions.

Maybe Wrench was right. Maybe the liar and the deceiver that I had labeled her, were actually the fake Rose. Maybe the girl I knew and was beginning to see now was actually the real her, and the time we’d spent together had actually given her a release from the dark part that she was being forced to play.

It was a dangerous assumption to make. I wanted so badly for it to be true because I knew in my gut that my feelings for her were becoming stronger. It was getting to the point where it was a struggle to just contain them.

But there was a huge risk.

My heart.

I’d managed to walk away last time only slightly scathed—even with her cousin attempting to kill me.

If it happens again, I think I’d rather be dead.

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