She’d helped save his life, but the fact was, he’d saved hers first. Without hesitation and without a second thought. Now he looked like there wasn’t much life left in him. Her heart dipped below her lungs. She didn’t want him to die. Not yet. Not like this. She had a job to do. Just do it. Get it over with. So what that you didn’t do any investigating? This is your last chance, Tess. Your. Last. Chance. “I’m going to kill Kensie and Francesca,” she muttered under her breath. Because really, it was their fault. If they hadn’t sent her on a blind date, none of this would have happened. She would have met Hugh on her terms, as her mark, and nothing else. Right? They walked side-by-side, a strange feeling of giddiness and gratitude flooding her because he’d cared more about her safety than his own. She heard every breath he took, felt them too.
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