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Lucas traced the line with his fingertips, the sensation sent chills up my arm.
“The doc said it was healing well, and that he’d mix up something so it wouldn’t scar too heavily,” Izak responded. I watched him from the corner of my eye as he shoved a stack of books to one side and perched on the edge of a second chair.
“I see,” he said as he drew my wrist to his mouth. I couldn’t bite back a gasp at the feeling of his breath across my skin. My eyes snapped up to meet his. He held my gaze as he lowered his head to my hand to place a gentle kiss on the mark. His amber eyes watched my reaction. I fought to keep the mask in place, though every fiber of my being urged me to run. I must have succe
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