Court Of Fae And Ruin
he murmured, his breath sending a shiver down my spine.
“It’s the sun,” I mumbled back, my voice still drowsy. I attempted to turn to face him, but his grip didn’t ease.
“Trying to run from me, Red?” he purred, his voice sinfully low, dripping with a teasing edge that made my heart race. Why did he have to sound so sexy, even at this ungodly hour? Then again, I wasn’t even sure it was morning. In the Twilight Court, time seemed to blur, especially after the night we’d had—lost in each other, over and over again, until we couldn’t remember where the night ended and morning began.
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