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.

I wanted was to find the murderer, to get revenge on Dexter and Melody. As for Colin, my feelings

Actually, I was a bit envious of Foebe to have someone so

it,” I whispered soothingly.

me, shaking

almost laughed. “I really do.”

start liking me?” I blurted out, my curiosity getting the better of me. When

I had taken her place, would he lose his

was eight.” Colin answered

Eight?

was certainly unique.

his voice muffled against my neck, shy as

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demeanor… what’s the difference between that and a warm, obedient dog nuzzling into its owner’s embrace? Dangerous,

sleep.” My emotions were

sleep: just kept nuzzling against

warned him, signaling him

uncomfortable,” he pleaded, looking at me with those big, innocent

split personality, switching at will?

was like a bloodthirsty wolf in

of pregnancy,” I pointed at him firmly. demanding he keep his impulses

with a look of hurt,

sinking feeling. I knew what he

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