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Vespera's breath caught sharply in her throat when his hand closed around her waist, the heat of his palm searing through the thin barrier of her underclothes. His skin was so much warmer than the water, as though he were fighting to keep himself from burning alive. But his touch was almost...

Her breaths were coming in shallow, caught somewhere in her chest as she studied Ash's face. Every line, every hard edge of him was carved so tightly with restraint- his clenched jaw, the pulse ticking along his throat, the way his shoulders stayed taut like he was holding himself back from...

Vespera's face flamed hot, burning brighter than the light from the fireplace. She opened her mouth to argue with his cocky 'Sure.', but all that came out was a jumble of half-formed words tumbling from her mouth. All while he laughed. "I-I didn't! It was an accident!" She stammered, voice...

Vespera's breath caught in her throat when she felt his knuckles ghost across her cheek, the warmth of his skin grounding her in the strange stillness between them. She could feel his heart pounding against her hand, still on his chest. Could feel the thrum of his pulse in the air, the ache in...

Bossy?! Vespera's lips curled into the barest smile at that word. She didn't respond to it, not with words at least. She only watched him for a moment too long as he undressed, her gaze drawn to the way firelight danced across the wet planes of skin, catching on scars and muscles carved into...

Vespera stood by the door for a while, dripping over the wooden floor, watching the light of the fire flicker just past Ash. Her hand felt cold from the moment Ash let go, still laced with the memory of him. She slowly unclenched her fingers as she shrugged out of her soaking clothes. The sodden...

She was unprepared when his lips crashed onto hers. But when it was over, her mind was whirling. She didn't speak immediately. She wasn't sure she could. Her lips still tingled from the kiss, her lips were bruised and swollen, rain-slicked and burning with the words she hadn't dared to say...

I.. You don't hate it? Vespera's teary eyes lifted to his as he asked the question, the earnest confusion in his voice breaking through the last of her composure. Her throat bobbed with the half-formed sob and she gave him a small, broken laugh. "Of course not." She whispered, her voice...

She didn't stop when he called her name, but she didn't fight him either when Ash stepped into her pathway and gently turned her to face him. She kept her chin down, though, hoping or praying that he wouldn't notice that the watery streaks down her face were tears and not drops of rain that had...

Vespera's eyes didn't leave the tattoo. Not when he tried to get her attention with a sharp, 'hey'. Not when his hands came up to her cheeks, which should have been warm and grounding against the cold, rain and blood-slicked skin. Even when he tried to look into her eyes, she found hers going...

The rain seemed to freeze in the air as Ash stepped forward. Vespera said nothing, only watched him and listened- his voice was rough and steady, power flickering uncontrollably in his hand, and his honestly laid bare before the stranger like an open wound. Help me survive it. Those words buried...

Vespera's chest heaved as she looked up at as through damp lashes. His face seemed to be a mixture of restrained fury and raw, heartbreaking worry. When he told her not to waste her breath, she gave him one short nod, her heart pounding. This bitch. Her thoughts were vicious, golden eyes...

The world felt wrong. Too still. Too quiet. Like all the breath had been sucked out of it the moment Vespera hit the ground. Her cheek pressed into the slick cobblestones, her nose throbbing as blood mixed with the dirty rainwater in her mouth, choking her senses. She couldn't move yet. Couldn't...

Vespera stood frozen, her clothes soaked through with the rain. Every breath came sharp in her throat. Her big golden eyes, normally so quick to judge and defend, were wide now and completely unguarded as she stared past Ash at the woman who moved like death itself. No, she didn't move. She...

The inn's stairs creaked beneath Vespera's boots as she descended from their room, arms folded tight against her chest to ward off the chill that had begun to creep beneath her skin. The warmth of the fire in their room no longer clung to her and the absence of Ash's presence felt too sharp and...