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Like a furnace, banked. “Who had her?” I asked. Lyra mumbled in her sleep. “Cold men. White coats. Said I was _Project L_. Said there were _others_.” Kieran’s hands tightened on the wheel. “How many?” I asked. “Seven,” she whispered. Still asleep. “There were seven. But I’m _six_. He’s _seven_. The new one.” Rylan. Seven. _The last one_. “Jesus,” Darius breathed. “Not Jesus,” Lyra mumbled.

Nana I couldn’t stay lying down a second longer. My body was screaming for a closer connection, something more than just his hands. I sat up, my skin glistening with oil, and reached out to grab the front of his uniform. I pulled him toward me, my mouth finding his, and I started sucking on his lips with a desperate, messy hunger. Conan let out a low, muffled groan into my mouth, his hands instantly finding my waist to steady me. He took my kiss as the final invitation he had been waiting for. He broke the kiss, his breath hitching, and his head dropped down to my chest.

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