“Your hair’s a mess,” I mutter, striding for the door. “Hurry up. I don’t have all day.” But for him, I think I fucking do.
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He’s beautiful all the time, but when he’s not trying to hide his warmth under scowls and shadows, he’s stunning. More brilliant than the sun. I ache to have that smile directed at me.
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“Why aren’t you wearing any pants?” “Forgot,” I murmur. “You… forgot pants.” I don’t shy away from his glare, though my heart is beating too fast. “Happens to the best of us.”
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This pretty little thief is going to kill me.
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“Do you get it now, Ezra? Your pain is my pain, too.”
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God, if you do exist, please don’t take this good thing away from me. I think I’d be crushed if this ever comes to an end.
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“Cain?” I murmur, pulse quickening. “Yeah, baby?” “You feel like home to me.”
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“I’m a competitive shooter, Ezra. When I’m not in the office or competing, I snipe shit stains from rooftops for shits and giggles.” Definitely related to Cain.
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For once, I appreciate that I’m so large. I’ve always believed I was built for pain, but right now, I can almost blanket Ezra in comfort. It’s one small thing I can do for him.