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Maksim’s expression grew serious. “I told you last night I would stay.”

Nodding, I replied, “It’s just…”

“What?”

I exhaled a breath with a shudder. “Last night was fucking intense.”

He tenderly brushed a strand of hair out of my face. “It was, but I’ve seen worse. I’ve experienced worse.”

With a smile, I countered, “It’s not a trauma pissing contest, Maksim.”

He grinned. “It’s not my intention to outdo you. I just want you to understand that you’re not alone in having a complicated life that causes you to distrust people.”

“I’m not one to share my private life with a lot of people, least of all men.”

“I knew how p-private you were when you told me you didn’t bring men around Sammy.”

“Until you, it’s only been my three best friends that I really let in.”

He gave me a tender smile. “It means so much t-to that you trust me t-that much.”

“And I do trust you. It wasn’t just about the shitshow with Silas that I was worried about.” Not wanting to say it out-loud, I traced one of the tattoos along his neck with my finger.

“You mean what you told me about you and my associate?”

I flicked her eyes up to his. “I’ve never even asked his real name, nor have you ever said it.”

“It wasn’t b-because of any subterfuge. I just didn’t want to give a real name to your abductor.”

With a shake of my head, I replied, “Deep down, I think that’s why I never wanted to know it. In the end, it was just easier to address him as what I called him at the hunt.”

“You still d-don’t need to know his name. Just know that he’s g-gone, and he won’t be back.”

After his statement, Maksim stared intently at me for my reaction. “I’m glad.”

Bringing his fingers to my chin, I tipped her face up. “You thought I would run because of someone you fucked in the past?”

“Yeah, I did.”

“I’m not going anywhere, Sarah.”

“I could understand if you did. I’ve been tainted by one of your men.”

With a growl, he rolled his eyes. “That’s a b-bunch of misogynistic b-bullshit.”

“Is it though?”

“Yeah, it fucking is.’

“But why?”

“Because I care about you. Like I said last night, I want t-to see where this could go. I’ve wanted t-that since the moment I saw your picture when I was searching for a d-doctor.”

My brows popped in surprise. “That long?”

“Absolutely.”

“And then I went and refused to treat you.”