06/03/2026 04:18

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I won't ask you to. He'd been right, with more of his body against mine, it was warmer. Yep, unless you want me to lie to you. I think it's like an occupational hazard.

I promised not to poke at things anymore. I stared into wolf eyes the color of early spring grass. Not the real thing. I looked pale and clean, and, with my hair up in a pale blue towel, I looked sort of too pale, almost sickly.