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Awareness prickles up my spine. Ive stared at him so closely over the past couple of weeks that I know every ridge of his face, every crease at the edges of his eyes, the jut of his nose, the strong squareness of his jaw, the way his lower lip is pouty and fat and almost too feminine for the rest of his face, the way his long lashes brush across his cheekbones, the width of his shoulders which strain against the hospital gown theyd draped on him, the tan of his skin, still dark, even after all this time in the hospital, hinting at his bloodline. A bloodline that I know well, considering I had been in love with his triplet before hed died. A man Id crushed on since I had been a child. A man who is now gone, never to return, and instead This man, with the face of my past love, had appeared out of the blue to take his place. It has to be a sign, surely, that his path and mine have crossed.

Xander is dead but this guy is alive. And he saved me from the bullet. Surely, there is no logical reason hed do that Not unless he felt pulled toward me, even though neither of us knew each other. Of course, I know who he is now, but the intensity with which hes watching me indicates he has no clue about how we are connected.

Basically, since you got shot, youve been out. We, uh, had to rush you to the hospital
We? His scowl deepens.We, as in meeven though I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown, seeing as I was covered in your bloodand your brothers were

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