Again, I ask, what else has happened? How do you know anything happened? I asked, and was already willing to be suspicious. He drew back, laughing and breathless. I broke first, because just watching him kneel there, head bowed, made me want to comfort him, and that would go badly. Why argue when I'll lose? I was careless.
If Gil had been human, he'd have been killed. Close and closer, until he was sitting in my lap with his legs wrapped around my waist. He was collapsed across my chest and body so all I could see was his brown curls. In fact, I couldn't read the expression on his face.
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