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He was breathing too fast, his face too pale. I reached up and cupped his cheek. Elias was burning up.

I managed to guide him to the couch and get him seated, but he wasn’t speaking to me and his eyelids were growing heavier by the second. He was not okay. Not at all.

I lifted his shirt to check the wound and gasped at the sight. A large black circle sat in the center of his chest and black veiny marks radiated from it. He hadn’t healed fully.

“Elias, why didn’t you say anything?” I was practically yelling at him and tears blurred my vision.

His eyes were closed now, his breathing slowed.

Terror gripped me, the fear of losing him was unbearable. I climbed over his legs, straddling him, then threw my arms over his shoulders. Leaning down, I pressed my lips to his.

Elias didn’t react. I pulled back and looked at him. His eyes were closed and my thoughts went right to the worst case scenarios. I’d waited too long, he wasn’t coming back.

I couldn’t accept that. As adrenaline surged through me and my pulse skyrocketed. “Elias, don’t leave me.”

I cupped his cheek with my hand and slid my fingers into his soft, dark hair. He couldn’t be gone. I couldn’t lose him. Not now. Not after everything we’d gone through.

Not when I was just starting to realize how much I needed him.

Desperate to get a reaction, I lowered my mouth to his and traced my tongue around his lips before sliding it into his mouth.

A strong hand moved to the small of my back and his lips began to move. I made a noise that was somewhere between laughter and a gasp of surprise.

“Don’t do that to me again,” I said, punctuating each word with a kiss on his cheeks, jaw, and forehead.

His hand caught my chin and I looked into his dark eyes. There was hunger there but also tenderness. The look alone was enough to make my thighs tremble. I slid my hands under his shirt and he caught my wrists.

“We don’t have to do this,” he said. “I’ll be fine.”

“I want to,” I said. “And you’re a terrible liar.”

“If you go any further, I’m not going to be able to stop,” he warned. “You’ve never seen the real me.”

“The gold sparks and exploding vampires isn’t the real you?” I asked.

His hand moved from the small of my back, up to my neck, his fingers gently teasing my hair. “That’s not the part of me I ever wanted you to see.”

“Then show me the other part,” I said, my voice coming out huskier than I meant. I was practically panting, my body aching to be with him.

It had been a year since I’d been with anyone, why not him? Why not follow this strange attraction and see where it takes me?

Elias let out a low growl just as his mouth claimed mine.

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