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"You keep doing that thing where you straighten your fork when you're thinking about what to say next." I looked down. My fork was perfectly straight. "How did you notice that?" I asked. "Because I pay attention," Eli said. "To you. To how you move, what makes you uncomfortable, what patterns you fall into when you're defending yourself." "That's slightly invasive," I said. "It's care," Eli said. "There's a difference." I didn't know how to respond to that because he was right. He was paying attention not to gather leverage or to prove me wrong. He was paying attention because he actually cared about understanding me.

She was so delicate, the rose scent on her body was inviting and intoxicating. I got changed to a white buttoned up shirt, folding my sleeves up to my elbows and a pair of black jeans. After combing my messy hair back, I put on some cologne before I walked out and headed back to the dining area. There was still no one, so I decided to take a glass of our thick red liquid, a way to calm my anger.

The tentative touch grew firmer as Hawk let himself settle into the moment. The loft echoed faintly with the sound of their movements, each creak of the bed against the rough floorboards echoing louder than it should. Quill's hand traveled upward again, resting against Hawk's chest to feel his heartbeat. The panic coming from him was pretty clear. Quill found it incredibly endearing to see Hawk this vulnerable, but he wouldn't dare say it. Hawk needed to feel strong. Powerful. In control. That's why he'd never allowed anyone this close. He never trusted anyone enough to let it happen.

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