Fawn’s POVI forced myself not to touch my mouth. “Why,” I said, “does every conversation that starts that way end badly?”“It was a mistake,” he said. Clean. Direct. No hesitation. Of course.“Yep,” I said. “There it is.”“You’ve just woken up,” he went on, ignoring my commentary. “You’re disoriented. Your personality…” His mouth compressed briefly, like he hated the word. “You are not behaving like yourself. I reacted to that. I shouldn’t have.”“Do you often kiss people you think are having personality glitches?” I asked sweetly. “Just to, what, test your hypothesis?”Colour climbed along his cheekbones. Barely, but it was there.“I’m not going to… blur lines with you,” he said. “We were bad at that the first time. It almost destroyed us both. I’m not offering a… how did you put it, a sequel.”“Relax,” I said, forcing a shrug. “I have no interest in begging you to ravish me in my hospital bed. My standards are low, but they’re not floor-level.” That was a lie; my body would have qu
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