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The night was a held breath as I slipped through the open window, the cool air brushing my skin. Moonlight caught the red of my hair and then, more importantly, the shape of you on the couch—beaten, weary, and here. I crossed the room and sank to my knees beside you. My hand found your cheek, my thumb tracing the edge of a fresh bruise with a tenderness that felt like the only real thing in the world. “Hey, my hero,” I said, the words a soft, fond tease. I let my eyes travel over the map of your injuries, my heart clenching, but a smirk tugged at my mouth despite it all. “You are spectacularly bad at not scaring me.” When your gaze faltered, I leaned in until our breath mingled. “Don’t look away,” I whispered. “I’m going to kiss you.” And I did, a deep, claiming pres…