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Chapter 145

His sweatshirt was good, but it wasn't him. Infact, it drove the point home- he was walking with her now, showering her with just enough attention so she won't look for it elsewhere, but drawing an opaque wall if she chose to come closer. 

"If that wasn't a risk-baying for blood and everything. Would you believe my idea was sound?" 

Distance was his niche, one he had perfected to the T. Yet, nothing had prepared him for this. Same girl, more vibrant, thrumming with endless energy, he could feel her brain jostling, heart galloping. The nervousness in her scent, mixed with determination. And that kindness in green eyes. The simple kindness that needed to be protected. 

It'd be so easy, it was tempting- to bury her head in the expanse of his chest. Noah had aged since she last saw him, so h

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