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“No,” she said, having trouble forming the simple word.

“Good, if he had, I would have to kill him, and I don’t feel like going anywhere at the moment.” A wicked smile played on his lips. Elena instinctively tightened her grip on him. She didn’t want him to leave either. “It’s okay, dove. I’m not going anywhere tonight. You can relax,” he reassured her.

“How do you always know what I’m thinking?