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Slowly, my eyes started to adjust, Anthony's face becoming clearer and I noticed his eyes were pinned on me, dark and serious as I waited for his reply. "Outside of the bedroom, you do what you want. You do what feels right. Do not doubt your instincts."
"That's a broad rule that covers quite a lot."
"I'm serious, Anna."
"I know. And it's scaring me. You're scaring me."
His grip on my arm tightened, lifting my shoulders. "Never be scared. Never show fear."
I searched his face, wishing it wasn't hidden behind the shadows of darkness. I wanted to see him clearly, to look at his face to find some sort of clue as to what was going on.
"Remember," he started as he dragged his thumb down my lips, "I said outside of the bedroom."
Someone cleared his throat behind us.
