We drove through a wash of blue sky, and sunshine, and I was cold-a cold that no amount of blankets was really going to help. I wanted to feed Asher back to health, but truthfully, I'd had about enough of all the men in my life for one night. Then, even as his desire ate at him, other pictures came. Whatever axe you're grinding, find someone else's forehead to sink it into.
I shook my head. No, Dolph said harshly, the woman who was ripped apart. Asher stepped inside, coated in dried blood, all of it mine. Do you feel like you have to do what I say? He hesitated, and I fought the urge to look at him, to watch him think.
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