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He’d made me hope

If I had to risk er, was it even a choice?

Who was I kidding? I’d already lost my heart to him, so no, it wasn’t a choice It was already far too late for that

“Yes,” I whispered “Yes,” I repeated over and over, relishing his sigh of relief and the way he held hter every time I said it

“No, don’t add that yet,” I cried out as I snatched the plate of fish from Jace before he could put the filets into the skillet “You need to add more butter”

“Fuck,” Jace muttered as he searched out the butter

I soodness ue and I barely suppressed a moan

“Jesus, if you keep doing that I’round,” Jace sniped

“Water,” I said as I shat was in rily

“What?” he asked The butter was still in his hand

“I think you mean you’ll burn the boat to the water,” I said He didn’t appear to be listening at all because his eyes were onsure to get so on my lips