Maisie ~I leaned deeper into him, matching his pace. My hands slid up his chest, fingers curling into his shirt as the kiss intensified. His tongue stroked mine with slow, possessive hunger, pulling me under until I forgot everything — my mother’s warnings, the mark on his wrist, the fear that had been clawing at me.Then he caught my lower lip gently between his teeth, enough to make me gasp into the kiss.He pulled back, forehead resting against mine, his breath warm against my lips. After a moment, he pressed a soft kiss to my forehead before drawing away and studying my face, those mismatched eyes looking at me like I was something he couldn't quite believe was real."I'll be leaving town tonight" he said.I blinked. "Huh?"Instead of answering, he held out his hand. “Your phone.”Like a fool caught under a ridiculous spell, I found myself doing exactly as he asked. I walked past him to the nightstand, picked up my phone, and placed it in his waiting hand.He took it with an anno
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