e canvas flap and locked

knees drawn up, forehead pressed against her wrists. The

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himself, angled just so, claiming he wanted her to slee

ed at the bl

cided to move. She picked up the projector. Heavy. S

ible, a tiny circle of

s breath

r instincts screaming. She felt it-a nearly imperceptible seam. She pressed the tip of the tweezers into a tiny, r

il. A blue LED blinked slow and steady. Wireless transmitter

. The bed

for the

aking. She gripped the marble sink and met her own eyes in the mirror. Wi

eps ou

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a towel. Dried

ctor casing shut. It clicked back into place with seamless precision, leav

and pulled the c

atch

night chill with him. He paused at the entrance, lookin

ttress

felt his heat through the silk sheets. His

coil. Her body w

him to

e," he

love. That had planned her de

d her eyelid

humb traced her jaw.

smile. "The wind.

e and endless and completel

ath. His lips pressed her forehead

est where his heart beat strong and steady and false. She

n her side. Pause

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s from the oak tree

she whispered. "

kissed her temple, and reached

d him through

at it. Didn't touch it. Just scrolled through emails

and planned how to