“I stretched, yawned, padded for the bed and dropped down. That woke Graves up, where my clicking at keys and sometimes swearing under my breath hadn’t. “Huh?” He half-sat up, and I took the chance to rescue one of the pillows from under his head. “Whaaa?” “Nothing. Go back to sleep.” I squiggled around, getting comfortable. “I just finished, that’s all.” “Okay.” He settled back down again, and I lay there for a few seconds feeling him move around before I opened my eyes and found him almost nose-to-nose with me. His silver skull-and-crossbones earring glinted at me. His irises were oddly luminescent, and a shadow of stubble spread over his jaw. Weird. He kind of was getting hairy, but it was just a five o’clock shadow. I had the sudden urge to touch his jawline, a feeling so intense my fingers itched. The skin underneath, on the curve where his throat made a hollow before his collarbone and shoulder, looked so fragile. His lips were slightly parted, and we looked at each other for a l...ong few seconds before he moved back slightly.MoreLessShow More Show Less
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