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I don't even care that my brothers are there; I can't help myself.
"We're alive," I whisper, kissing his nose, his cheek, his jaw. "Thank you for rescuing me for real this time."
"I'll always rescue you, tesoro," he murmurs. Then he takes my face in his hands and captures my lips in a long, passionate kiss that has my brothers smirking. When it keeps going, though, they tell us to save it for later.
"Break it up, you two," Connor growls, turning back around in his seat. But I can hear the smile in his voice.
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