““They’re off the reservation,” he says, settling behind me. “I have no idea where they live.” “It’s a small town. I’m sure we’ll be able to find it.” I squint into the darkness, trying to determine which way to head. “What time do you think it is?” Dace’s lips push against the shell of my ear, causing tiny pinpricks of pleasure to crawl over my skin. “I left my cell at Paloma’s,” I say, striving to stay focused, on task. “But judging by the light, or rather lack of light, I’d say it’s close to ...sunrise.” “Always darkest before the dawn?” His mouth drifts to the side of my neck. And though my back is turned toward him, I can picture him perfectly. Hair spilling over his cheek … lips full and inviting … I lean against him, savoring the feel of his arms wrapped snugly around me. He may be soulless, but he’s still the boy I dreamed about. Still my fated one. After a while he asks, “Are we wandering, or do you actually have a plan?” The words are edged with laughter.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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