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It’s just you always…”t“Run,” I finish for him…tI gaze up at him. Soft light plays over his striking features – the hard planes of his cheekbones, his strong jaw, the slight hook in his nose. “I’ll still run, Griffin. The difference now is that I’ll run to you.”tHe looks at me for a long time, his gray eyes inscrutable. “You’d better.”tI arch an eyebrow. “Or you’ll spank me?
