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“I am not a figment of your imagination, and I do not steal souls,” Maja protested angrily.

Leaning over the bed, she prodded him in the chest with one finger. “I escort the fallen to their next destination.”

Adam appeared to find her anger amusing and pulled her closer. “I don’t care what you do. Let’s leave my brother out of whatever the hell is going on in my screwed-up head.”

Squirming to break free of his hold, she was conscious of his superior strength.

His nearness was having the strangest effect on her. Although she was still struggling to escape, she was no longer sure getting away from him was what she wanted. A strange sensation was sweeping through her as the warmth of his touch seemed to seep into her bones. Adam drew her toward him, and she faced a decision: keep fighting or give in. His lips were inches from hers.

Slowly, enjoying the flare of surprise in his eyes, she lowered her head and kissed him.