She tilted her head and sized him up. The challenge in her expression was so familiar it made his bones ache. Her initial fear brazened to a fire she’d used repeatedly to set his world ablaze, and in that moment, he knew the charade was off.
He was hers. Always had been.
And he’d be a damned fool to admit it.
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