She could feel him closer.
For too long she’d been sensing him shifting, evolving.
But he had never come for her.
She struggled to interrupt her muscles locking down in frissioned tension, as if this time, the event was actually about to happen.
And if it did, she lamented that he would not at first have an easy time with her.
Her resistances had built up over necessity, and having been lied to and tricked repeatedly, she couldn’t just trust him innocently.
He was going to have to prove himself.
And what man wants to be in that position?
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