Chapter 239
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“No chance. If I let you go now, you’ll just run off again,” he countered, his tone firm and unyielding.
Her frustration boiled over. With a surge of anger, she gritted her teeth, then, without hesitation, leaned in and sank her teeth into his arm. He flinched, a muffled groan slipping from his lips, his breath catching as the pain hit.
At first, her bite was a warning. But when he still didn’t release her, she bit down harder, determined to make him feel the sting.
Linsey’s teeth sank into Collin’s arm, breaking the skin with a sharp sting. Blood welled up almost immediately.
She tasted it, her eyes widening in shock, before quickly pulling away. The mark she left behind—bloodied and raw—was undeniable.
Her chest tightened; she was torn between confusion and something darker. Why didn’t he pull away? Was he numb? Was he really okay with this?
Collin inhaled slowly, his gaze drifting to the mark on his arm. A quiet chuckle escaped him, followed by a low, teasing voice.
“So, how’s that? Feel better? If not, I can let you take a few more bites until you’re done with your anger.”
Linsey stared at him, incredulous, but his face remained as composed as ever. After a long silence, she blurted,
“Collin, are you out of your mind? I bit you so hard you’re bleeding, and you still won’t let go?”
Collin’s voice was steady, unwavering.
“I’m not letting go, no matter what. Linsey, please don’t be angry. I can’t picture my life without you.”
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Her gaze flickered to his arm, blood staining his skin.
“You’re bleeding,” she said sharply.
He shrugged it off, unfazed.
“I knew.”
She tried to pull away again, but his grip only tightened, unyielding. Her eyes widened in disbelief, and her teeth clenched.
“Collin, you’re bleeding! Let go of me, and I’ll take you inside to get that dressed.”
He stared at her, unblinking, his resolve unwavering.
“I’m not moving until you forgive me. Besides, now you can stay here with me and enjoy the view of the garden.”
“YOU…” She fumed, momentarily speechless, the anger simmering inside her. But as his blood continued to seep out, her worry crept in, slowly overwhelming her.
Sighing in frustration, she closed her eyes, giving in.
She couldn’t help but wonder why she was always so soft when it came to him.
“Fine, I won’t run off. Let go, and I’ll take care of your wound,” she said, taking a slow, controlled breath.
But Collin didn’t budge. He was too afraid that if he let go, she might slip away again.
If this misunderstanding wasn’t cleared up tonight, he feared she might never speak to him again.
Linsey waited, counting the seconds before frustration began to edge into her voice.
“Collin, are you going to let go or not?”
“Will you run off again?” he asked, his voice low.
“No, I won’t!” Linsey bit out, her tone almost amused by her own exasperation. “You may enjoy lying here staring at the stars, but I’m not that patient.”
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