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“We okay?” he murmurs

My throat tightens as I s “Does it matter?”

The faintest hint of his clean, sharp scent teases my nostrils Addictive Familiar

I don’t know anymore if I hate this man or love him, if I want to push him away or pull him closer But I also truly don’t know if it led up in him that I feel like I’d lose much more than a limb if I tried to tear myself away now

/>I re between us except death

That may be far more true than I realized

Marcus’s eyes narrow “Of course it matters”

“Will it change anything?” There’s a sharp bite to my words

His lips press together He looks aler is directed inward or outward He drops his hand froap between us His arainst his torso as he lowers his face to ful of air

He’s always doing this Breathing en

My skin prickles andto his touch like it always does

But I forcee to reach for him

I can’t I can’t let myself

“Let’s roll out!” Ryland calls fro into my back for a moment

When he lifts his head, his jaw is set as his eyes bounce between el”