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In the next breath, as though he sensed her awareness, she felt the warmth of him, brushing against her in some indefinable way. Then, gently, he nudged her away.
Or tried.
She slapped out at him in reproof, felt his irritation, then what she could only describe as a sigh...and...a yielding.
“If you must know, witchling, reach out to me.”
Uncertain what exactly he planned, she reached out again, this time directly to him.
Her breath caught.
In a blink, it was like she was back there on the stoop of the cabin with Sorin, with Amy swaying next to her.
And spread out before her...bodies.
