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Instead of staring at me, she’s looking at the door, surprise obvious in her expression.

Her voice is soft when she speaks next, almost as if she’s not talking to me but to herself.

“Dylan just tried to help me.”

Looking between her and the closed door, I cock a brow.

“Yeah, he did.”

Her gaze lifts to mine.

“He has been so horrible to me for the past few months. I don’t understand.”

Damn it. The fight is bleeding out of me to see her in so much shock.

“Has he been treating you bad these past few weeks?”

A shake of her head.

“No. He’s -“

Her voice trails off, her eyes locking to mine again, the fire behind them only embers now.

“This changes nothing, Ezra. You still need to leave.”

“Hate to break this to you, but I’m staying right here until you agree to be with me, only me, and you’re done fighting me on it.”

Emily blinks her eyes and crosses her arms over her chest. With a rebellious tilt of her chin, she pins me with her stare.

“I refuse to step onto the battlefield with you...”

Whatever the fuck that means, I think.

“I won’t fight about this anymore.”

My lips curl at the corners. “Well, that’s too damn bad because I’m fighting for both of us.”

“Why?”

The flames erupt again, her eyes like liquid, her cheeks shaded pink.

Good.

I like her better this way.

Leaning into her, I trap her chin between my fingers, my thumb brushing over her mouth as a tease.

Her eyes narrow at the touch, a muscle jumping above one.

“Tell me you don’t love me, and I’ll walk away.”

She tries to pull from my grasp, but I clamp my fingers down harder.

“I didn’t say you can move away, killer. If you want me to let go, then do what I said. Otherwise, you need to get it throughyourthick head that I’m here, and I’m never leaving.”

Emily stares at me for several seconds, a hundred different arguments flying behind those eyes, but not one of them is that she doesn’t love me.

I have no doubt in my mind about that.

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