Chapter 93

“Phoebe…” Colin’s voice was strained, a hint of restraint as he kissed along the nape of my

neck.

I wanted to slip away, but there was nowhere to hide.

“We’re husband and wife…”

It was as if he was reminding me of our union or perhaps convincing himself.

I sensed a touch of madness in him. The kind of madness you can’t just flip like a switch; it seeps in gradually.

“Go to sleep, you’re out of it.” I tried to coax him to bed, but he was unresponsive.

His hands held mine captive as his gaze locked with my eyes.

“Phoebe…”

…” He called out my name again. “I like you.”

He confessed his feelings for me.

A declaration.

on tracking down the murderer. All I wanted was to find the murderer, to get revenge on Dexter and Melody. As for Colin, my feelings were a mix of pity, wariness,

I was a

get it,” I whispered soothingly. “Sleep

shaking

“I

blurted out, my curiosity getting the better of me.

her place, would

I was eight.”

Eight?

crush was certainly unique.

me, his voice muffled against my

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warm, obedient dog nuzzling into its owner’s embrace? Dangerous, yet somehow

let’s sleep.” My emotions were tangled.

sleep: just kept nuzzling

pregnant.” I warned him, signaling him not to go too

pleaded, looking at me with those big, innocent eyes reminiscent of

switching at will? Those eyes

he was like a bloodthirsty

the early stages of pregnancy,” I pointed at him firmly. demanding he keep his impulses in check.

of hurt,

a sinking feeling. I

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