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But before I can answer, Sebastian bends down and brushes his lips against my cheek. He can't know how much his words mean to me how they make everything simultaneously better and worse. Tears prick at the back of my eyelids as he speaks. 'I'll miss you every time I see a bellflower or anything else that reminds me of my friend Ginny Rockford.' I'll miss you every summer and every holiday if you don't come back,' he says, looking at me earnestly. I turn around at Sebastian's voice, feeling a strange swooping in my stomach as I face him. I keep my head down as I descend the hill toward Rockford Manor, not noticing that I'm being followed until I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn on my heels, leaving Carole and Keith to reason with a still-arguing Lucia. “You won't miss me anyway,' I tell Sebastian, my voice breaking on the last word. Your name is carved so deep, a million years could no' erase it.” I dinna know you were already inside my heart.' He paused before adding wryly, 'Mind, I did have to jump from a three-story window, with little to break the fall but my own hard head.' Taking one of her hands, he pressed her palm over his pounding heartbeat. 'I'm so damned sorry for the way I've been trying to keep you at a distance. The memory slipped out of reach for a moment, is all.' His hand coasted slowly up and down her spine. 'No.' Keir crushed her close, nuzzling her hard against her hair and disheveling the pinned-up coils. Merritt heard her own weak reply as if from a distance. my heart's gleam, drop of my dearest blood.

Keir cradled her cheek in his hand, his shaken whisper falling hotly against her mouth. His lips followed the salty track, absorbing the taste. As her head tilted back, a forgotten tear slid from the outer corner of her eye to the edge of her hairline. Wild quivers of pleasure went through her, weakening her knees until she had to lean against him to stay upright. He consumed her slowly, searching with his tongue, licking deep into each kiss.

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But the mouth was the same, full and erotic, searingly hot. The hard, clean contours of Keir's face rubbed against hers, a different feeling than the coarse tickle of his beard.

“Her hands groped around his neck, her fingers lacing through the thick shorn locks at the back of his head.