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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: Rank and Pride

Warm kisses of air showered my face. I slowly opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was Grip’s sleeping face. My lips formed a smile on their own.

See-ers are warned through their visions and some visions come in a form of dreams. I got a three-fourth of a sweet dream and one-fourth of a nightmare and seeing Grip first thing in the morning washed my worries away.

I slowly raised his arm that was snaked on my waist but he groaned and tightened his hold around me and pulled me closer to him. I studied his face and trailed my finger from the space between his brows down to his bridge to the tip of his nose and his lips. I inclined over and gave him a quick smooch on the lips but his hand on my waist swiftly raised to my nape pulling me back into a kiss. His lips alternately gave love to my top and bottom lip.

“Your morning breathe tastes sweet,” he said after breaking the kiss and opened his eyes.

I immediately inched my face away and covered my lips with my hands. He chuckled and
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