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... chanically, clutching the jar of honey to her chest like a holy relic. Syris had his hand on the small of her back—his touch no longer freezing, but pleasantly cool against her heated skin—guiding her through the dark corridors.
But Ren wasn’t paying attention to the architecture. Her mind was entirely focused on her mouth.
’He kissed me.’
She ran her tongue over her lips. They still tasted of wildflower honey.
’And I kissed him back.’
Ren groaned internal ...
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