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“Don’t,” she murmured. “Don’t presume to know what I think. Or what I feel, Ty McIntyre.”

She’d read his thoughts; she knew his fear. He nodded. “You’re right. I don’t have a gift, not like you.” But he was cursed all the same.

Placing her slim hands on his shoulders, she pushed him down so he sat on the edge of the rusted tub. Then she ran her fingers through his hair and over his scalp. He didn’t notice the pain, only the heat of her touch. Like her kiss, it branded him.

Sucking her bottom lip between her teeth, she murmured, “You have a few deep cuts. You could probably use some stitches. Let me clean them, at least.”

“Irina…”

“You’ve asked me to trust you. You need to trust me.”

More than once he’d requested her trust, and she’d given it. Trust didn’t come as easily for Ty.

“You think it comes easy for me?” she asked. “I don’t even trust myself.”