Emily’s POV My brow pulled slightly as I watched him.He truly meant it.That much was clear.Deep down, a small, traitorous part of me hoped this might actually work.My back lowered instinctively against the bed as he leaned over me, his hands bracing on either side, caging me in without actually touching me.The mattress dipped beneath his weight.His scent, clean and sharp, mixed with the faint trace of soap, wrapped around me, filling the space too quickly.Causing that small strange flutter in my stomach again.His storm-grey eyes held mine, steady and unyielding, as he lowered his head, clearly intending to close the distance between us.My eyes slowly closed in expectation.Then…A faint buzzing sound cut through the moment.I opened my eyes already knowing what it was.Malric’s head snapped up instantly.A flying cockroach.For a split second, neither of us moved.Then…Like lightning, Malric sprang off the bed.Gone.Just like that.I blinked.The shift was so abrupt it too
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