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The Singer Elizabeth Hunter 13390K 2023-09-01

He could live on the taste of her tongue in his e of coffee and the salt of tears And the taste of her Her It was no dreaave, and the sharp crescents of her fingernails dug into his shoulders

Malachi heard nored it

Ava finally pulled back, her lips swollen and red Her eyes wide "It’s really you"

"Would you like to test so watched"

For the first tih hi a hand to touch the lips she’d just kissed

He closed his eyes at the tender touched and whispered, "Hello, Ava"

"Hi"

"I think I’ to London for a while"

He frowned, looking down at her as they sat on the couch and drank coffee with Max and Renata, Sari, Da on the floor, allowing Ava to stretch out at Malachi’s side She had her arm around his waist and he had his around her shoulders They spoke quietly to each other as the others oing to London?"

"I was not in a good place a few days ago"

He frowned "That dreahtened you"

"It didn’t ht they were only dreauess ainst it"

"It still doesn’t feel real, does it?"

She shook her head and turned her face into his shoulder "No"

"It’s real I’m really here"

"I don’t care If I’ve finally lost it and this is all a hallucination in the loony bin, I’o with it"

"Maybe we both died," he whispered "Maybe this is heaven"

Rhys leaned over and slapped the back of Malachi’s head so hard his teeth rattled "That feel heavenly, brother?"

Ava fought back a ss up and over his so she was ale my mate, Rhys" There was the first spark of playfulness in her eyes "I just got him back"

Rhys smiled at her, a smile so full of love and relief that Malachi was almost jealous Alainst his He could feel the caly between them It would occasionally heat when he flashed to a memory of their dreams, and he wondered when he would be able to have her alone He needed her Alreater shock, and he ary

"You’re waiting for ain, aren’t you?"