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of his head and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. Mitch groaned and the arm around me got tighter. When he pulled back, we were both breathing heavily and still clinging to one another. I looked at his eyes then down to his mouth, expecting him to kiss me again. But Mitch’s lips quirked.
    “Mmm, maybe you do know how to live.”
    My glare was interrupted by the cell phone in my pocket buzzing. I pulled it out, pressed a button and answered the call without looking at the display, relieved beyond measure that I had a few minutes’ reprieve from thinking about Mitch and that kiss. I was especially relieved that I didn’t have to think about what that kiss meant or the fact that I hadn’t wanted it to end—like at all.
    “Hello?”
    “Ashley, it’s Roland. I just got your message.”
    “Um, hi,” I replied cautiously. I tried to move away to take the call, but Mitch slid his arm around my waist and pulled me back into his side. Crap.
    “What the hell are you doing in Fort Worth with Mitch Rakowski?” Roland questioned. “Are you insane ?”
    I felt Mitch’s body stiffen next to mine and tried to pull away again, but Mitch wasn’t going to let me go anytime soon. His hold on me was steadfast.
    “He’s been helping me,” I fired back. “It was Raven’s idea.”
    “Well, it was a damn stupid idea,” Roland told me. “Mitch quit three years ago and the Council is not happy to learn that he’s back in the field without their permission, leading one of their hunters astray.”
    Okay, I was seriously starting to get pissed. “He isn’t leading me astray, he’s helping me. If the Council doesn’t like it, well, that’s just tough.” My words surprised me. I’d never gone against the Council or done anything that would make them unhappy with me. The job was too important to me to risk losing it.
    “Ashley, will you stop and think about this for a minute? I know how much you love hunting. Don’t jeopardise your career over this. Do you know anything about him? Do you know why he quit his duties as a hunter? Did he tell you what happened to Jenna?”
    I hadn’t thought it would be possible, but Mitch’s body became even stiffer. I sighed. “I can’t talk about this now. I’ve got to go, Roland. I’ll call you when I have information about the book.”
    “Ash—”
    I disconnected the call.
    Mitch and I were silent for a couple of minutes and I stayed pressed up against his side, not that I could have gone anyway. His hold on me had become impossibly tight and it was like his entire body had turned to stone.
    I chewed on my bottom lip then said, “I guess you heard all that, huh?”
    “I heard,” Mitch replied curtly.
    I nodded against his chest. Then I put an elbow into the pillow next to his head and rested my chin in my hand. I looked at Mitch’s face and noticed that it was closed off again, as devoid of emotion as it had been in the meeting back at the Fae sanctuary.
    After some time, Mitch sighed and his eyes came to mine. “Aren’t you going to ask who Jenna is?”
    I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Jenna was the cross Mitch bore. She was also likely the reason he’d given up hunting. I’d wanted to know all the details of his past, but now it seemed so personal that I didn’t have the heart to ask him about it.
    “I don’t think it’s any of my business,” I said quietly.
    Mitch carried on as if I hadn’t spoken. “Jenna was my partner. We’d hunted together for twelve years, since we left the training school.”
    I nodded but stayed silent. I decided it was best to let Mitch tell me what he wanted to at his own pace.
    “We knew each other inside out, always anticipated the other’s moves in a fight, had each other’s backs. We were a good match.”
    I wondered if Mitch and Jenna had been more than just hunting partners, but his next comment more or less answered my unspoken question.
    “Things changed when Jenna fell in love with Evan. He was a hunter too, a