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“I’ him as a human baby shield

“I see that,” I reply, pattingapart

“You wouldn’t,” he adds, dancing to the left

I shrug “Not while you’re holding Milo”

Slowly, he crouches down and sets his son back against the backrest of the sled and straps him in securely Then, he stands up and locks eyes with eous face Suddenly, hehis shoulder into uard, especially when he hoistsme over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes

I wail his na too

“Any final words you’d like to share, Holls?” he asks, dra me around

“Don’t you dare,” I start, but the rest of the sentence is lost when I start to fall No, not fall, per se, because I’ether His body taking the brunt of the weight as we land and roll

When we stopdirectly on top of n so perfectly froainst my back I shiver from the desire laced in his eyes, and the war my dry lips

“That wasn’t very nice,” I whisper, gripping the back of his coat

“You were going to throw a snowball at me”

“Allegedly”

Colton sainst ue inside htning strikes through razes across the apple ofat my full bottom lip