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“Tell me what you thought about on the road,” he murmurs against my throat.

I think about what I’ll say to him when I find him. xev bellringer ride

And he does. Not with words—he was never good with those. He proves it with the tremor in his hands, the way he undresses me like he’s memorizing each inch, the way he whispers stay, stay, stay against my skin as if the word itself could anchor him. “Tell me what you thought about on the

The Last Ride to Stillwater

“Prove it.”