Everett was a mess—a walking disaster area, so filthy that it seemed even he couldn't stand his own reflection.

"Everett, when have I ever complained about that?" Dorothy tried to grab his hand with a stubborn determination, but he jerked away, only for her to reach for him again.

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"Everett." Before Dorothy could protest, his lips crashed down on hers.

It was wild and frantic.

As if this kiss was their last, he devoured her mouth, claiming it, unwilling to let go.

being sucked from her lungs, her body going

tang of blood from Everett's mouth, the same scent that clung to

to escape him but rather to check where

strength was no match for his, and she was left helpless

about to pass out, she

as if his senses had snapped back into place, and then he released her, striding

moment to compose

hospital room, Everett headed

remove his coat; instead, he stood under the shower fully clothed, letting the icy water soak through the fabric, a sobering chill against

knew what he should be doing—investigating, confirming

But this time, for some

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