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John rolled onto his side and propped a pillow beneath his head to watch her sleep. Finally, she was his again.
He chuckled, remembering the expression on Crais's face just before she'd blasted his fat hairy ass. With Scorpius and his command carrier destroyed, and Talyn under their control, the UT would be their playground.
He traced the line of her jaw with his finger and pushed back an errant strand of hair.
"Wake up, babe," he whispered, gently kissing the tip of her nose. "Furlow …"
