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I waver again, and he pulls me back against him, maybe I should feign fainting in the future if this is the result. Falling into his arms seems to be far too easy and satisfying a habit nowadays. Although, talking of falling.

Oh God.

My mind slaps me.

“Marissa!” I blurt out suddenly, remembering what had first caused my dizziness.

“What?” he clamps on me with confusion. A stormy frown creasing his face almost instantly.

Shit. Did I say that out loud?

“She called … she needs to speak to you.” I cover, hiding the tremor in my voice. He looks both instantly annoyed and something else… wary.

“When?” The dark look is back, I hope that means he’s not happy about her call and not that I forgot to tell him. Not that I could be blamed. I was unconscious after all.

“Before I … dramatically met the floor.” I try a small smile, but he doesn’t look pleased, he&rsqu