Most of the windows were garbage bagged, including the bedrooms. Katelina lay next to Jorick in Loren's bed and wondered where the house's real owners were. Despite her morbid curiosity, she fell asleep, wrapped in the protective circle of Jorick's arms. It was a dreamless sleep and when she woke the next evening she felt better than she had in days.
She rolled towards Jorick and mentally traced his face with her eyes. His long, dark hair was spread out over the pillow in a pool of silky night that begged her to touch it. A familiar ache started in her chest and she wondered why he was with her. He was so beautiful and could have anyone he wanted.
The worries slipped away as she snuggled close to his cool body. He woke, taking in a deep lungful of air, and then pulled her against him. He let……
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