We didn't have time to say yes or no or anything. He was standing a little ahead of us with my bag in his hands. It was a rookie mistake that let me know just how badly I was doing. It is, if you bring him to work, Anita.
Not a lot of blood, just a trickle along the edge of the cut. Maybe the wereanimals were finally affecting my view of nudity. He'd never pushed an advantage, never gone over a line that I drew, not by word or deed; now suddenly, he was ignoring all my signals, all my silent walls. I looked at him.
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