Darkbound Mate
Then, as if breaking a spell, he leans back and folds his arms, his smirk softening as if soaking in my laughter.
We keep talking, the conversation flowing easily, naturally, like a gentle current pulling us along. I learn more about him—things that make him feel like a person separate from the shadow of Rowan. He loves motorcycles, while I still harbor a deep fear of them, convinced they’re the most dangerous way to get anywhere. He thinks unicorns look better shaved than furry, a mental image that makes me laugh so hard I nearly fall off the car booth.
In conclusion, most of his likes are what Rowan disliked, and his dislikes are what Rowan loved.
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