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“So, London?” They no longer had to hide, but he knew she could never settle in one place too long. Not even for him.
Matthew kissed those words into her skin, into the scar on her neck that reminded him of simpler times.
But it was finally, blissfully over, and they were safe. They were together.
“Matthew,” Elektra said, pulling back to look at him. She cupped his cheek with one hand, trying to let him down gently. “You love New York.”
He took her hand from his cheek, holding it firmly between both of his own.
“Wherever you run, I run with you.” He said, echoing the words he’d said to her what felt like lifetimes ago.
She was silent for a long moment, and all Matt could hear was the pounding of his own heart settling into her rhythm.
Then she smiled. He could feel it in the way her hand relaxed in his grip, the way her breaths whispered softly in the cold air.
“There are sexy places to run.”