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“Let me go, you nasty bitch!” she yelled.

“I am not a bitch.” Nasty was debatable. “I am through with your pity party.” He pulled her into the shower and turned it on. Cold water.

The ceiling showerhead rained on them both, and she screamed. “That’s fucking cold!”

“Yeah! I know.” He held her tight so she couldn’t let go. “And when you calm the hell down, I’ll turn it off. Until then, scream away. This entire home was built by a very sadistic vampire. Scream-proof!”

Sky kicked and clawed at his arms, but he’d had worse. As a fixer, he used to torture people to get information he could use for his clients. As an assassin he’d done the same. No, he wasn’t proud of it, but facts were facts.

After a minute, she realized she wasn’t getting free.

“Fine. I’ll stop,” she said. “Just turn off the water, please.”

“You promise no more crying?”

She nodded, and he released her. She turned around in his arms and looked up at him with her big bloodshot eyes.

His heart sagged in his chest. She was right. He’d done this to her.

He gazed deeply into her eyes, seeing the woman underneath who captivated him from the first moment they met. “You were wearing sweats with pizza stains,” he said.

“What?”

“When I met you.”

“You mean when you broke into my house?” she asked.

He toggled his head. “I was doing a wellness check.” He’d come to her home to ask some questions about a fairy sighting, but the place looked like it had been unoccupied for a while. “And you looked very well. You still do.”

“Don’t, Damien. Don’t start with me.”

“But you started it by saying you love me,” he pointed out.

“Yes, but you don’t love me back.”

He shook his head. “That is where you are wrong. I was going to drive away that day we met. And maybe I should’ve. But I couldn’t. I saw something in your eyes, and it grabbed hold.”

She blinked up at him. “What’s it matter now? It was all for nothing. All of it.”

He reached around her, hit the setting for his usual warm shower, and started unbuttoning his shirt.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Taking a shower.” He stripped off his pants and got naked.

Sky glanced down at his erection. “Do you normally have that when you bathe?”

He leaned down and kissed her softly. She kissed him back, her soft lips moving with his.

“Wait.” She pulled away. “We can’t do this, Damien.”

“Why not?” He was naked. She could be naked too with a little effort.

“Because you’re just going to turn around afterwards and sentence me to die.”

“All I know for certain is that I don’t want to lose you, Sky. You are the one I want. But that doesn’t mean I want Willa to die.” He kept hoping he’d find a way to talk Cimil out of this ridiculous, cruel game.

Sky drew a breath. “Do you love me?”

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