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“I loathe you,” I breathe, “and I’m not thinking about how desperately I want you to kiss me.”
The lies hit their mark.
His mouth comes down hard on mine. Urgent. Angry. Reckless.

He drags my mouth to his, and it is delicious as dreaming. I press against him as his hand trails down to the hem of my skirt seeking skin, as his other arm curls under me, as he pulls me flush against him.

She digs it [the dagger] against my throat again, and we glare at each other, chests heaving as rain sluices from her nose to mine.