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Unshaken in a way that makes something inside me want to lean—
Closer.
That’s dangerous.
More dangerous than the men hunting us.
More dangerous than the bullets.
Because this?
This could wreck me.
“You’re staring,” he says quietly.
I blink.
I didn’t realize—
“Wasn’t,” I lie.
His mouth twitches.
“Sure.”
I should step back.
Reset.
Put space between us.
Instead—
I don’t.
“Back there,” he says, voice lower now, “you didn’t just save us.”
I swallow.
“You did your part.”
“I followed your lead.”
My pulse kicks.
Harder than it should.
“You always follow orders?” I ask, trying to deflect.
His eyes darken just slightly.
“Only when they make sense.”
Oh.
That—
That lands.
