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Hadn’t ever been.
Wouldn’teverbe.
So, she turned again, reversing her grip, lifting her leg. She’d do ten more,fifteen, just to show him that—
A hand on her shoulder. “You’re done.”
She shook him off, kept lifting, raising her foot the six inches it took to rest it was on top of the first step, pushing up, lifting her other leg, slowly and painfully.
Up.
U—
Those black spots expanded, consuming all of her vision, but she kept lifting. Just a few more inches. Just a few—
She wavered, started to fall back, fingers clutching at the railing.
Clutching but slipping, not strong enough to hold her up.
She heard a curse, but she was falling by then, toppling backward…
Strong arms wrapped around her, hefting her up.
And she was against Connor’s chest.
Again.
Only this time she was conscious and the blackness consuming her vision dissipated and…
He was staring down at her, his hazel eyes annoyed.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
A sharp tone. That felt normal.
She was weak. Undeserving.
Lazy.
Eyes burning, Raven turned her head away, not wanting him to see. Hecouldn’tsee—
His hand gripped her cheek, turned her head back.
And, God fucking dammit, a tear slipped free.
And, God fucking dammit, his entire face changed.
“Sweetheart—”
He was seeing too much. He was looking too closely. She was too near to the edge. Too close to revealing—
Agony ripping through her middle.
Fear and pain prompted her next action.
But need and desire fueled it.
Her hands gripped his shoulders, she found just enough strength to close the distance between their mouths, and…
