Jason leaned in against my face. Even better. I may never be ready to get married. So far, so good.
It was like restuffing a broken doll. It's not punishment, Damian, and even my voice was low and calm. Nathaniel was standing just beyond, out of reach, but Byron was standing so close that it startled me. Nathaniel hugged me tighter, his face buried against my back.
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