Away from her bad cat, away from her. I didn't say no, I said yes, over and over again. He looked up at me, his lavender eyes lazy, and his smile was like the cat who got the cream. It had been such a smart way to bring me out of Damian's memory without risking Nathaniel being dragged into it himself.
Richard turned some of that anger loose and yelled, I can taste their fear on my tongue, down my throat, as if I've already swallowed them. He gave me the number, and I punched it in. He deserved better than that. If I wasn't at home with the gun in its bedframe holster, then I kept the gun holstered and snapped, just in case.
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