Chapter 62

Vivienne's POV

His control snaps the second my lips brush his—

And then my phone goes off.

Not his. Mine. Maisie's ringtone. The loud one.

No. No no no—

Kael's mouth stops a hair from mine. His breath lands hot on my lips, uneven, dragged through his teeth.

The phone screams a third time.

H...

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