LalaCliff steps in, the scrape of his boots on the floor echoing louder than I expect, and I shove Kael off me without thinking. His lips are still warm on mine, that ghost of pressure lingering, making my chest twist in a way that’s equal parts frustration and something else I’m not ready to name. Kael blinks at me, dazed, like the world just caught up with him again, and I shift back on the bed, trying to straighten my shirt and pretend I wasn’t just thinking about kissing him back.Cliff leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Well, well, you didn’t end up meeting the Grim Reaper after all, huh?” His tone is teasing, sharp, and I can see Kael’s jaw twitch, a scowl forming.“I was right there, Cliff,” Kael mutters, voice rough and hoarse. “I saw him. Didn’t want to shake hands, though. Rude.”Cliff chuckles, shaking his head like he’s humoring a stubborn kid. “Jack,” he says, glancing at me, “you stay with him until he’s actually upri
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