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A look of panic crossed his face. “Really?”
She began to read, resting her head on her hand.
“Yeah, maybe you should,” he replied bitterly. “You’re hurting my brother and God knows he doesn’t need it. He doesn’t deserve it.”
“Well?” he asked, tilting his head.
She came over, brushing her fingers through Sariel’s hair gently before sitting at her desk.
“I’m disappointed in you,” he said harshly. “You were incredibly selfish. Go back to bed with August. You’ve screwed him up now too.”
Like, seriously good. Best food she had ever had, maybe.
There was a squeak as the shower turned on behind the bathroom door. Addie emerged about ten minutes later, her white hair wet and dripping with...
“Not how things should work? Aspen, you’ve been here a week. You don’t get to waltz in his, *squee!* everything up, and then start making demands.”
It was very, very good oatmeal.
She looked over at him, her playful smile crossing her lips slowly. She held her change of clothes and came over to him for a moment, leaning down...
"No, you shouldn't have," Eli agreed, his eyes glittering dangerously. "And! And, not only that, but you kept it from me. You lied."
"You haven't tried it, then."
"Later, okay? I promise," she reassured him, running her fingers through his hair and kissing his forehead before going over to the drawers.
"I gave you another way, Aspen! I told you that if you had any feelings that you needed to squash them. Now you're feeling rejected and he's...
"No, I'm serious," he insisted.
"Basically, yes. No coming with to the shower."
"Aspen, you really think I haven't tried?"
"Nothing else compares."
