aaronswarner:

Rhys looked up, hands braced on my thighs.
Bow, he’d once ordered Tamlin. And now here he was, on his knees before me.
His hands slid down to cup the backs of my knees as he said with a roguish grin, “You are my salvation, Feyre.”

“Did you enjoy the sight of me kneeling before you?”

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