Page 118 of Love Bleeds
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I stared down at our hands, tightening my grip. "I'm so glad Nicolai couldn't do to you what he did to Silas."
"Only because I had an amazing someone to save me."
"I had some help," I said, even as Crimson gave me a look that made warmth pool in my belly.
"That bomb was all yours." He pulled me closer, resting his free hand on my hip while my eyes focused on his lips.
"You could have built one just as good," I said, if only to keep a clear head just a second longer.
"Maybe." He smiled, and my once-clear thoughts turned to mud. Or maybe not mud, but something dirty, in any case, because now he was kissing me and it was the only thing I could think about.
God, how could I ever have thought I was straight?
