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Stops and turns.

His face says it all…

Fuck.

He laughs. Not his Reaper laugh. Not manic. Not cruel.

Free.

He throws his arms out. “I’m off the fucking farm!”

Ezra stares as Rhett runs back and grabs him, kissing him hard.

“We can leave.”

Ezra closes his eyes, kissing him back.

The monster screams.

Right. Not done.

I turn. “Can you guys have your emotional freedom moment in like five minutes?”

Rhett wipes his face. “Absolutely.”

The creature drags itself higher. The crowned figure waits. It doesn’t attack. Because that’s not what it does.

It grows.

I decide.

My mark burns.

Okay.

“Let’s finish this.” I walk toward the hole.

Ezra grabs me. “No.”

I turn. “Really?”

“Yes.”

“We’ve been over this.”

“And I’m going to continue being difficult until one of us dies.”

“Bad wording.”

His face twists. “Fuck.”

I kiss him. Quick and hard.

His hand catches my waist squeezing my hip, digging in with his fingertips letting me know just what he’s thinking. When I pull away, he looks stunned.

“I’m not going into the hole. But I want you in another hole.”

“You promise?”