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1 " Seth let out a heavy sigh and ran his fingers through his hair. She had a point. Constant stops would put them at greater risk, especially when it came to Natti being seen. And obviously, it wasn’t likely she’d stay in the car, even if he did ask. Maybe if he tied her up in the backseat? "
― Kelsey Ketch , Son of Set (Descendants of Isis #2)
2 " Her body jerked when his arm draped over her. “You have no idea how often I’ve dreamed of this moment,” Seth whispered in a drowsy voice. "