He was still sucking at the wound, but it was gentler now. I couldn't feel him in my head. Who took the measurements? I asked. He smiled, and some tension left him, and something of him began to seep back into his eyes.
I shook my head, eyes still closed. You never dated him. I'm going to smile and talk to them, and you can pretend to be my bodyguard, or pretend to be security, but it's bad business for you to be my girlfriend. I didn't pull away.
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