I think… I think all that was done to me as a kid made me need to kill.”ĭropping my hand, I pulled myself further up his body, and said, “But only bad people. There’s just something in me, Maddie, that wants to kill. A shit ton, Maddie.” His eyes flicked away, then looked back. I froze, and pulling my eyebrows down, I stated, “I know. At first I did not think he was going to speak then, unexpectedly, he confessed, “I’ve killed before.”
His arms threaded around my back and held me impossibly close. Lifting my finger to run across the worry lines on his forehead, I asked, “What is wrong?”įlame’s lips parted and a slow controlled breath poured out. Flame had been staring at the cloudless sky, but when he felt me move, he looked to me. Feeling his heart race, I raised my head and lay over his chest to meet his eyes.
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