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Chapter 89
Jenna’s P.O.V.
Damn, this man is good, better than good.
Hell, does the right word even exist?
No… I honestly don’t think so.
He slowly climbed over my body, his lips crashing against mine. The weight of his body on mine, the warmth of his skin pressing on me was almost enough to send me over the edge once more. My hands ran down his cheeks as I stopped him for one moment, long enough to look into his eyes.
“I want you to mark me,” I told him, letting him know about the final decision that I had made about my future before I got on the plane back to Fairview. Yes, this had been my decision and mine alone. I wanted to be with Adam, that much was true, but I wanted to be with him in every way human or supernaturally possible. I wanted every part of him. And I wanted to be his just as badly as I wanted him to be mine.
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