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The Talk & The Kiss

作者: Reid
last update 公開日: 2026-06-15 03:30:30

JAMESON

True to my word, I returned forty-five minutes later with two bags from Portillo's and a determination to finally have the conversation we'd been dancing around for weeks.

Cat was exactly where I'd left her—propped up against the pillows in my bed, looking small and vulnerable in a way that made my chest ache.

Her one good eye tracked me as I crossed the room, and I saw the corner of her mouth twitch upward when she spotted the bag

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    CATARINAI woke to sunlight streaming through the windows, warm and golden across the sheets.For a moment, I just lay there, disoriented. My body felt heavy, sore in ways I'd never experienced before. Not the sharp pain of broken ribs or the dull ache of bruised muscles—this was different.This was the kind of soreness that came from being thoroughly, completely claimed.I shifted slightly and felt it—the tenderness between my thighs, the pleasant ache in muscles I hadn't known could be sore.And I was naked.Completely, gloriously naked.Jameson's arm was draped across my waist, his body warm against my back, his breathing slow and even.I needed to move. Needed to get to the gym and start rebuilding my strength. Four weeks of limited movement had left me feeling weak, and I hated it.Carefully, I tried to slip out from under his arm.

  • Forged In Fire   The First Time

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  • Forged In Fire   The Gala & The Promise

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  • Forged In Fire   Interrupted Passion

    CATARINAA week had passed since the coordinated strike, and I was starting to feel almost human again.Almost.My ribs still protested every movement, and the cast on my arm was a constant reminder of my limitations. But at least the swelling around my eye had gone down completely, and I could move without wanting to scream.Small victories.I stood in front of the mirror in Jameson's bedroom, staring at the bra in my good hand like it was a personal enemy.This should not be this difficult.I'd taken down armed men. I'd survived a car crash that should have killed me. I could handle a goddamn bra.I slipped my good arm through one strap, then tried to maneuver the other strap over my casted arm. The fabric twisted. The clasp dangled uselessly behind my back, just out of reach."Son of a bitch," I muttered, trying again.The bra slipped.I caught i

  • Forged In Fire   After The Battle - Healing Together

    JAMESONDr. Sullivan arrived within the hour, his medical bag in hand and his expression professionally neutral despite the blood still staining my jacket."Let's have a look," he said, gesturing for me to sit at the dining room table.I lowered myself into the chair carefully, my shoulder screaming in protest. Cat hovered nearby, her good hand gripping the back of another chair, her eyes fixed on the blood-soaked bandage Declan had wrapped around me in the field."Mrs. Connelly," Dr. Sullivan said without looking up, "you might want to sit down. You're still recovering yourself.""I'm fine," she said, but I heard the strain in her voice."Cat," I said quietly. "Sit."She glared at me but obeyed, lowering herself into the chair beside me with a wince that told me her ribs were protesting.Dr. Sullivan cut away the makeshift bandage, and I felt Cat tense beside me as the wound was revealed—an angry, bleeding hole in my shoulder where the bullet had punched through."Clean shot," Dr. Su

  • Forged In Fire   The Coordinated Strike

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  • Forged In Fire   The Gym & The Meeting

    CATARINAI needed to get out of that breakfast room before I lost my mind.Jameson's questions had been pointed, his skepticism barely concealed beneath a thin veneer of casual curiosity. He didn't believe my story about my father's paranoia and family traditi

  • Forged In Fire   The Morning After

    CATARINAI woke to sunlight streaming through the gauzy pink curtains and immediately wanted to set them on fire.The bedroom was still too feminine, too soft, too not me. But that wasn't what made my stomach clench as I stared at the ceiling.

  • Forged In Fire   The Wedding Night

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