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“Is that why you never touch me? You take only what is offered?” “Would you like me to touch you?” I frowned and stepped back. “Absolutely not. I was just curious.” I tensed as he moved a hand toward his coat pocket. He stopped for a moment, noting my reaction, then slowly tugged a white handkerchief from his pocket. He stepped toward me. Feeling like a hare cornered by a snake, I watched him wide-eyed as he dabbed the handkerchief against my cheek, then down across my chin, ending just below my mouth. When he pulled the fabric away, it was stained with drying blood. My throat went tight at his closeness, my mouth dry. “I thought you wouldn’t touch me unless I offered.” “You said that, not I.” Click below to continue reading 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, a complete epic series packed full of murder and intrigue, with a slow burn, steamy enemies to lovers romance. Available in paperback, audiobook, or free with Kindle Unlimited.