Meadow’s POV: “Making demands, are we?”I lifted my chin, feeling a smile pull at the corners of my mouth. “Think of it as insurance,” I said, making sure to keep my voice firm and tremors at a minimum.Alaric didn’t say anything at first.His hand stroked the stubble on his jaw, almost like he was considering my request, and then he turned to face me slowly. I thought I saw a flicker of amusement in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by something darker.Something possessive.“That’s not how this works, Meadow.”I swallowed, covering it up with a scoff. “You said you’d give me whatever I want.”“I said I would,” he agreed, voice low. “But not on your terms. On mine.”Absurd. That was absolutely ridiculous. What the hell did that even mean? Giving me whatever I want on his own terms?His stare had a weight to it, like it could pin me down without having to lift a finger. He leaned in slightly, his mouth inches from mine. “Do you still want it?”I wanted to hesitate. Really, I did.
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