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“If you keep doing that, Jesska, I will bind you here and now.”

“Doing what?”

He ran a thumb across her lower lip. “Drawing focus to your very kissable mouth.”

She shivered at his touch. “Maybe you should explain to me what binding is, exactly.”

“Before I do, may I ask a favor?”

She nodded.

“Would you feel comfortable putting on something other than Seth’s hoodie?”

“You’re not jealous, are you?”

“Extremely so,” he admitted.

She stared up at him. She could tell he was battling his emotions and if she was being honest, she’d worn Seth’s sweatshirt as an armor of sorts. There was a pull towards Kaspar that she hadn’t expected. It was strong, and she found herself not wanting to fight it. She smiled. “I will go find something else.”

“Thank you,” he said, and leaned down to kiss her again.

Jesska slid her hands into his hair, sighing against his lips. “Good lord, you can kiss.”

He chuckled. “As can you.”

“I’ll change quickly.” She forced herself to walk away from him, even though she could probably spend the rest of her life kissing him if given half the chance. Once in her bedroom, she couldn’t quite decide what to wear. For the first time in a long time, she cared about what she looked like.

She took a few minutes to run a brush through her hair and clean her teeth, then found her Portland State hoodie and pulled it on. Even though it was a reminder of what she gave up, it fit her perfectly and the color suited her. Most importantly, however, it was warm.

She made her way back to the living room, smiling when Kaspar stood as she entered the room. The old-world charm of him was endearing.

Jesska smiled and held her arms out. “Better?”

Kaspar grinned. “You’re beautiful.”

“Thank you.” She bit her lip. “Will you explain what binding is now?”

He nodded as she sat back on the sofa, and he returned to the chair facing her, settling his arms on his knees. “When we, the Kalt Einn, find our forever mate, there is a private ceremony, words are spoken, vows are made, and then we are joined physically, completing the ritual. It’s a bond that can never be broken.”

“Isn’t that what everyone hopes for? An unbroken bond?”

Kaspar smiled. “In the case of the Kalt Einn, sweetheart, it’s literal.”

“Why?”

“Because we aren’t human.”

“Wait, what?” She gasped and then let out a nervous giggle. “Sorry, I thought I just heard you say you’re not human.”

Kaspar stood and waved toward the sofa. “May I?”

She blinked up at him, not sure if she wanted him to sit next to her or not. “You can’t make me do anything, right?”

“No. You are fully you.”

“Okay, then.”

He sat beside her and linked his fingers with hers. “I want you to know that I’m telling you the truth.”

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