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“Because I’ve imagined catching you since the maze.”
Heat flashes across her face causing her heartbeat to spike.
Mine answers.
“Yeah?”
“Yes.”
“What did you imagine?”
I stare at her. “Dangerous question.”
“Maybe I like dangerous questions.”
“I noticed.”
Her fingers move down my chest.
The Reaper claws at every inch of restraint I possess. But this isn’t his decision.
It’s hers.
I catch her hand. “Say it.”
She looks at me. “What?”
“What do you want?”
Her eyes darken. “You.”
Fuck.
“Not enough.”
“Rhett.” She whines.
“Tell me.”
She steps closer. Her mouth brushes mine. “I want you.”
The Earth pulses but I ignore it.
Her hands slide around my neck. “I want the man who chased me.” Another pulse. “I want the asshole who kept letting me escape because he liked watching me run.”
I smile. “Caught that, did you?”
“It wasn’t exactly subtle.”
“No.”
She kisses my jaw.
My control frays.
“And I want you to catch me again.”
There. That’s mine. Hers. Ours. Not the field’s.
