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The Ritual Shantel Tessier 13190K 2023-08-28

“No …” I trail off, trying to get ether It had to have been the guy with the tattoo on the back of his neck I never saw his face that night here at the bar with Sarah, but it makes sense

He nods, arguing withyou He knehere you were Maybe he didn’t care to go get you at the time He wanted to sit back and watch what I did when you left It was more about me at that point rather than you”

“But … we just found out …” I trail off at the look on his blank face He already fucking knew all of this but wanted Ashley to confess in front of the Lords, giving him the reason he needed to kill her “I can’t believe this”

“Which part exactly?”

“All of it,” I snap, glaring up at hihfrom me?”

“I don’t keep count,” he states, his green eyes on mine

“Is this a joke to you?” I de out of bed

“No I take anything regarding you pretty fucking seriously,” he answers, pushing away from the dresser

I walk over to hi up at him “What else do you have to tell me at the moment?”

“Nothing”

“You’re fucking lying to me”

He lowers his face toat his lips, and says, “Prove it”

I go to slap him, but he catches my wrist with one hand and wraps the other around ive that another try, Blake?”

“Fuck you, Ryat,” I growl

When he lets go of my wrist,the tip of mine “Don’t mind if I do …” His hands slide up rowls, his voice rough

My heart starts beating faster at his words, but I’m still pissed at him, so I say, “Good Because you’re stuck with me until you die”

Tilting his head up just a bit, he lightly kisses the tip of my nose “That’s all I want”

“Aren’t you the ro to show hi as we speak All that’s separating us is his towel I’m already naked

“Blake, I’ll be anything you need”

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE