His Lethal Phantom

Chapter 102

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Chapter 102

We stayed tangled in that quiet for longer than I thought possible, the warmth of his arms and the steady rise of his chest tricking me into thinking maybe the world outside didn’t exist. But eventually, the chill crept back into my damp skin, and Ronan shifted, pressing a kiss into my hair.

“Come on, little wraith. If we don’t get dressed, Ma will send someone up here to drag us out by the ears.”