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.

air being sucked from her lungs, her body

tasted it—the metallic tang of blood from Everett's

Everett hurt? Dorothy wasn't struggling to escape him but rather to check

his, and she was left helpless under his fervent

to pass out, she bit his lip in

if his senses had snapped back into place, and then

long moment to compose herself before she

in the hospital room, Everett headed straight for

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

knew what he should be doing—investigating, confirming whether Heather's words were true

lies, he thought. But this time,

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