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“Why are you this close, love? Are you not worried I might take advantage of the moment?”

Millie’s face, nestled into the crook of his neck, refused to meet his gaze. In a voice that was half petulant and half shy, she whispered, “Well, it’s that time of the month for me, so you really can’t.”

She had been so upset with Marcus earlier; the excuse had slipped her mind until now.

He recognized her evasion, but he wasn’t really trying to push boundaries. Marcus mostly wanted to tease her a bit; she was so adorably hesitant about certain things.

She had a physique that could rival any model’s; how was he supposed to keep his hands to himself?

Millie shifted slightly, her voice trembling with a mixture of anxiety and curiosity. “Marcus, can I ask you something?”

“Shoot.”

“Do you believe in ghosts?”

She’d always leaned towards science, but recent events had thrown her convictions. The eeriness of what she had witnessed left her rattled.

remember if they’d broached this topic before, but it didn’t

tapped her backside. “What’s your

G E L A ‘s

responded with slight irritation, “I asked you first. Don’t flip the

with its own mysteries. I mean, consider all the wealthy homes with crosses and religious symbols. They must be seeking

she clung to him for a mix of comfort and something

about the symbols. To him, it felt more like a trend

at his words, her fears

her forehead, marveling at the

Millie barely noticed Marcus’s

her voice wavered. “Could you please close

need a bit of fresh air, don’t

the AC on, we’re fine.

voice held

crept across his face, realizing how spooked

fidgeting against him stirred a warmth in his

had surgery, remember? Still healing up. Would you mind doing