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“Isabel?”

“Do you need ice? You hit your head pretty hard. I’m sorry for scaring you.”

“It’s fine.” But she looks skeptical when I wince while trying to sit up.

She reaches for my arm, and I shrug her off. This is embarrassing enough.

“How did you get in?” I mumble. “I locked the door.”

Her crafty smile would be irritating if it wasn’t so damn cute.

“I’m an engineer. Well, almost. A builder grade door lock isn’t going to stop me.”

I shake my head, the slightest smile slipping out.

“What time is it?” I ask.

“Almost ten.”

“Seriously? Shit.” I scrub a hand over my face. “Kim’s at work, I guess?”

Isabel nods and holds out her hands to help me up.

“Do you have any idea how much water you must have wasted?”

“Oh, fuck.”

I spin around, but the faucet is off.

“I got it,” she says. “I snuck in three hours ago when I got home from work. You actually seemed to be sleeping well for once, so I didn’t want to wake you.”

“I was? Then why’d you wake me now?”

Her expression falls, and I sigh.

“Because I wasn’t anymore,” I conclude.

“Who’s Felton?”

My heart stops, sweat breaking out over my skin.

“No one,” I force out. “Hey, sorry for the drama. I’ll get out of your way. You probably need the bathroom.”

I feel her attention as I move toward the door, but it’s different this time. Not pity or concern, it’s—intense. I try to ignore it, afraid of what her lust does to my body that’s craved her for almost a decade.

“I got you more yogurt,” I say, squeezing around her toward the door.

“I saw. Thank you.”

Her gaze locks on mine, sending a jolt of heat through me. Funny how I feel dead until she ignites that hidden spark. It’s the only piece of me that couldn’t be destroyed because it belongs to her.

“Tristan.”

She rests her hand on my arm in a silent plea.

What is she doing? She shouldn’t be touching me. I shouldn’t be allowing it. War rages in the tension that follows. In her. In me. In a moment we both earned through a lifetime of pain but can’t have for the same reason.

Her grip tightens around my bicep. Her eyes flash with hunger.

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