I breathed in the heavy gold of the sun, like pale syrup on the leaves. Dallas didn't touch me, or try to keep her by force, he was sneakier than that, and smarter, too. I shrugged. I asked you to let me in your shields.
It didn't matter that I slept with him almost every night, or that I'd seen him more nude than this more than once. Damian, I said, my voice was soft. Great, just great. It was murder.
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