Dangerous
she croaked.
His hand still rose to her face, analyzing every feature while she scanned him, studying every scrape and dirty scuff. Stern features hardened, although his face was untouched. His hands were splattered with fresh, red blood. As her gaze drifted to his torso, she recoiled, the uneven circle of burgundy expanding amidst the smattering of blood. Ripping at the buttons of his shirt, she choked, “You’re bleeding.”
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