When Livia turned, she had to tip her head back to see his face as she handed him his cardboard. He’s beautiful.

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If they’d caused you pain, I’d never have been able to live with myself,” he said as he backed up a step.

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Come home with me. I can’t leave you here like this.” This time her voice cracked.
“My angel, you forget, you have to go make Mrs. Grandma her meal.” Blake ran the back of his bandaged hand down Livia’s cheek.
“Please. I won’t be able to breathe from worrying about you.” Livia didn’t care how crazy she sounded.
“I don’t think that’s prudent. I don’t want you bringing me home like a stray cat.” His defenses were climbing back up. She’d asked too much.
“Okay. I’ll see you Monday then?” The words felt like sandpaper on glass. Rough and unwanted.
“Yes, sweet Livia. I’ll be here. Have no worries.” He leaned down to press a kiss to her forehead.

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He placed his hand under hers gently and straightened her fingers. His touch felt like fire and ice and commanded her complete attention.

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Livia set her bags down and walked right into him, feeling his arms close around her. She found the crook of his neck and placed a kiss there. She ran her hands all over his face and through his hair. Here. He’s here.

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When he’d composed himself, Blake kissed the top of her head. “Like I could ever say no to you.

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Looks like you dropped your phone,” Livia challenged. As soon as it skittered to a stop, Livia brought one of her sturdy boots down on top of it with a satisfying crunch. “And lookie there. It broke. If you ever talk about my future children again, I’ll feed you your own balls, assuming you have any.

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I’m going to hell, Livia,” he said.
“I’m going to hell for all three of us,” Beckett said defiantly. Only now did he pull his hand away.
“I think you might be a better man than you give yourself credit for,” Livia said, trying to catch his eye again.

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Livia’s nickname for him was Green Eyes, as his were spectacular—the clearest jade and almost glowing.

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Have a great day, Blake.” Livia continued to linger. She hated leaving him here, defenseless.
“I’ve already had the most amazing day.” He glanced at Livia’s eyes, and she could see victory in his. She had a feeling that that they had both felt the same intense pull.

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