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“Kai,” she exhales, “I didn’t know about the fire. I didn’t know about the fire. Back then. That day. I didn’t know. I am so sorry,” she whispers a mile a second. She starts stroking my face feverishly like a madwoman. “I didn’t know about the fire,” she keeps repeating.

“Shhhh. Stop.” She keeps talking, but I don’t want to hear it. “Stop-stop-stop,” I whisper against her mouth. “It doesn’t matter, Callie.” I kiss her just to shut her up. “Not now, okay? We’ll talk later.”

And she kisses me again like a psycho, swallowing my mouth, her hands raking my hair.

My beautiful psycho.

She is so insistent and wild in this moment that I chuckle into her mouth—she missed me.

“Baby girl,” I whisper, grinning from ear to ear, having to almost fight her kisses off in order to speak. She is unhinged. My petal is finally showing me what’s up. “Did they touch you?” I should’ve asked that before anything.

“No.”

“Crone?”

“No.”

I kiss her again, relief washing over me—I made it on time.

I pull away from her lips and bury my face in her neck, inhaling her scent deeply, breathing her in. My arms squeeze tighter, and I hope I don’t hurt her because I want to squeeze her so much that both of us dissipate—poof—like a genie in a movie, into a place we can be alone and safe.

She keeps whispering my name as she strokes my hair, face, and shoulders, rubbing her cheeks on mine, and I can’t get enough.

“I missed you so much,” she murmurs. “I was so worried.”

I want to laugh—Iwas the one worried.

But her lips find mine again, and we kiss like we can breathe through each other’s mouths for the longest time.

You think you love someone. But there comes a time when something tears you apart, when you almost lose each other—and that makes those strings that attach you work like a boomerang, bringing you back together with such force that you are on the verge of collapsing.

That’s how I feel right now. I want to hide in a cave, cradle Callie in my arms, and look in her eyes endlessly, knowing that she needs me as much as I need her.

She pulls away from me and smiles, studying my face as tears spill down her cheeks.

“Callie…” I whisper, wanting to wipe her tears away.

She grins with a sniffle. “I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine,” she keeps repeating like she’ll run out of time.

“God, I missed you,” I exhale and just hug her, holding her for a long silent while as my heartbeat finally slows the fuck down.

She eases her legs around my hips, and I gently lower her down onto her feet, smiling as she wipes her face with the back of her hands.

“You okay?” I cup her face, tilting it up.

“Now? Now, I’m great.” She laughs, and I tap my forefinger under her chin, then kiss her forehead.

I so never did this cheesy shit before, I swear. But with her, I want to kiss every inch of her face and the tears away.

“Did you come on your own?” I ask, knowing that we can’t stay here for long.

“Yes. Marlow gave me directions and all.”

“Yeah. Ty asked him. Did anyone follow you?”

“I don’t think so.”

We can’t stop touching each other. Callie rubs her face on my shoulder and kisses it again and again. I need to worry about Crone—he might be watching. But I keep smiling and tangling my fingers in Callie’s hair, then tilt her face up and kiss her again.

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