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CHAPTER 13

Author: Chelsi McPherson
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-11 02:31:58

The moment she realizes I'm here, I feel it—a jolt of recognition, of desire. I can read her mind, hear her thoughts as clearly as if she'd spoken them aloud. It's one of my abilities, one I've tried not to use on her. But right now, with her so close, I can't help it.

*What the hell is wrong with me? I have never wanted to do that to a guy I've never met before.*

Oh man. I shouldn't be reading her mind right now. My body reacts instantly to her thoughts, heat flooding through me as I hear what she's mentally thinking. Fuck, I really want her so bad. The intensity of it catches me off guard—I've wanted her for so long, but feeling her want me back, even if she doesn't understand why, is almost too much.

I have to get control of myself. The things I want to do with her, the way I want to claim her as mine—it would be too much, too fast. But she's different. She always has been. She's the only one who ever made me feel human.

You can feel the sexual tension in the air between us
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