Fatemarked (The Fatemarked Epic Book 1)
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This time, when they broke apart, his eyes bore into hers, and she detected a question in that look. “What?” she asked.
“How?” he said.
“How what?”
“Just…how?” he repeated.
She thought she understood what he meant. “I’ve asked myself the same question a million times. Remember, I’m not the one who returned from the dead.”
“To me you did.” His voice had grown gravellier, more serious, sending electricity to every part of her.
“Why, Tarin,” she said, “I would’ve never taken you for a romantic.”
His eyes never leaving hers, he carried her backwards, setting her on the edge of her cot, his giant hands roaming down her sides and around her hips. He kissed her once more, quick, stabbing kisses broken up by words. “The reason”—kiss—“Sir Dietrich”—kiss—“came to see”—kiss—“you…”
“Stop talking,” she said, clutching the back of his helmet, ripping it off, pulling him closer. “Keep kissing.”
He did, and for the next few minutes they fought the urge to do more, an urge they’d been fighting for the last fortnight due to the lack of privacy that came with staying in a busy tavern. Oh, and the fact that her brother was sleeping in the bed next to them and could awaken at any moment.
“There’s someone to see you,” Tarin finally managed to get out. He was breathing heavily, and so was Annise.
“Lady Zelda?” Annise said, gulping down air.
“No. A stranger. An unusual fellow. Calls himself Sir Christoff Metz.”
Annise frowned. “And why should I talk to this Sir Metz fellow?”
“He claims he has information on your uncle’s army,” Tarin said.
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