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"Because you're biased."
He fell silent, brushing his fingers through her hair. "He's done," he said after a moment. "You don't have to worry."
"Lead the way."
"Can I dress you?"
"So you have to think I'm awesome."
He exhaled, pulling her close and rubbing her back. "Oh, baby. It's alright. It's okay."
"Huh. Let's go get it, then!"
"I'll forgive you. What are you going to wear?"
"We're married."
He hesitated before holding her jaw in his hand. "Are you okay?" he asked gently, brushing her cheekbone with his thumb.
"I thought it was just the targets."
"I'm a little hurt, I gotta be honest."
"Even though I am a lowly nerd."
He approached, coming over to her. "Avice?"
Her eyes lit up. "Does he have a file?"
"Why not?"
"I love you so much."
Jack entered the market, his face cold.
She groaned. "I wanted to read it. I'm egotistical like that."
"What is it?"
