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"We had a pact," I whispered as my hands ran down his bare chest. I felt guilty but feeling his breath so close to my mouth made it hard for me to pull back. My eyes flickered up to his, pressing my lips together as his head tilted to the side, his large hands cupping my waist.
His voice was filled with rasp and his lips were chapped as he leaned in, his hands pushing my body into his, "But Nora, pacts are always broken,"