Hudson & Grace

“I will love you, Grace, till the sun grows cold and the stars are old,” I murmur against her skin.”

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—as well as some amusement—as he continues. “Who hurt you?”

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“You want a real threat, you overgrown child? How about you lay one more finger on my Pop-Tarts, and I’ll file your fangs down while you sleep?”

Now both brows are up. “Damn, Grace. That’s harsh.” There’s real surprise in his eyes

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“Are you a toddler?” I ask him, because who else responds to justified outrage like that?

“Is that the best you’ve got?” he says with a raised brow. “Because I was looking forward to a real threat.”