Loren grinned, unfazed. “Be safe out there, Evan.”
The twins watched him disappear back into the bedroom, shutting the door behind him. Will grabbed Evan’s arm and pulled Evan down the hall and out the mansion’s front door. Once outside, Will spun Evan around.
“You’ve got to find a way to fight him,” Will said. “I’ve never seen you succumb so quickly to anyone like you do to him.”
“I know,” Evan admitted. “But it’s not the easiest thing to do, even for me. I still dream about him. My body still longs for his touch.”
Will sighed. “I know, but you’ve got to try. Come on, let’s get to London.”
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