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I’m breathing so hard, and am still so enraptured, that I don’t realize what I’m seeing at first. After a few steadying breaths, Sean pulls out and zips up. He keeps me pressed to the glass, he’s not done with me yet, but the figure below is watching. “Sean?”
“Mmm?” His lips are on my neck with his body pressed firmly to mine.
“Someone’s there.”
Sean doesn’t move. He stays there like he doesn’t think anything is wrong, but the way his body tenses tells me that no one should be anywhere near here. “Can you see his face?”
“No, he’s dressed in a dark coat and standing toward the tree line. I saw something flash a second ago, like a piece of crystal or something, and…”
Before I can finish talking, Sean jerks me away from the window and to the floor. I don’t understand what’s happening or why he did it until a loud noise bursts through the room. A scream rips from my throat at the same time that Sean throws himself over me, and the floor-to-ceiling glass window explodes into a million pieces.