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Chapter Twenty-Nine
DAWN.
Life can be hilarious sometimes. Very funny, at times.
Weeks ago, and probably even days, I would have let Elijah make his move. Hell! I would have welcomed it with open arms. I would have loved to feel his lips against mine, his body pressed against mine and the thumps of hearts against chests. I would have loved to be in his arms because I believed in that passion–still do.
But when Elijah's gaze falls to my lips, and he moves to lay a claim against them, I press hands against his hard chest. Stopping what I know is about to happen. Stopping what I often craved for, but at this moment makes me feel very guilty. I stop him from giving me that pleasure of feeling him against mine.
Not because I stopped feeling that way towards him. Not because I stopped caring. Not because I stopped desiring him and definitely not because I didn't want him to, but because he is here. He was there.
Ryder was there.
MercyCrownWould have added more to make the chapter longer but I had to squeeze in time for this. If that's even correct? Lmao. Anyway, who's happy with how this one turned about? Anyone excited to see more of Ryder and Dawn? GETE, Sweethearts! Let's see if I can drop more chapters, yeah?
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