Chapter 87

Vivienne's POV

"Stop—" It comes out wrecked, nothing like a word. My fists find his shirt and I mean to shove and I don't shove, I pull. "Stop using this. It's a — it's a gland thing, it's biology, it doesn't mean I—"

"I know what it doesn't mean." His nose runs the line of my throat, once, up, ...

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