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You done fucked up, mouth.

Slow and sweet as molasses, Jin slides along the counter. He doesn’t stop until he almost bumps my knees.

But he doesn’t touch me.

Not at all.

Lightning crackles between our bodies.

Leaning on his elbow flexes his forearm and pops his cut shoulder. “Everything’s already yours.”

Reese stared like he wanted to eat me.

Jin stares like I’m already peeled.

I double-check my layers, tugging the coat around my throat. “How soon can we leave the country?”

“Tonight. Bishop is expediting your fake ID.” Jin watches me shift.

I press back on the stool. “Can he make more than one? I need a new identity.”

Jin’s smile chills. “So that you can leave us.”

“Eventually, yeah.” That last bite of chicken salad settles like lead.

“Why?”

I wouldn’t know how to put my cards on the table if I dropped the deck.

For an answer, I offer my wrist, easing the Serafina half of my tightly held control.

One whiff of topped-up lemon shrinks Jin’s pupils.

“Sol.” His razored growl leaves me tightening my abs, fighting to keep down an answering flare of perfume that won’t smell like lemonade.

“Do you feel that? Your reaction?”

“Let me feel it again.” He dips his head.

I snatch my wrist. “That’s her scent. You’re feeling Serafina. She’s your—”

“No.” Hooking his foot in my chair, Jin drags me close.

So close, a deep breath will have me sucking his nose.

Then he holds, hovering.

With no touch, my body doesn’t panic.

But I can feel the storm under his skin. My claw-marks rise and fall in rapid pulses. “Do you have any idea what you mean to us?”

I breathe shallow, trying to minimize the crackle of a Jin so electric, my flyaways climb to caress his face. “I get it. You think I’m your mate, but—”

“Not that. Solomon. You. Sol. Do you know what you mean to us? To me?”

The air goes plasma.

Too thick to breathe. “I’m just some kid you let follow you around.”

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