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He obliged, coming up to them.
“Would you be just as happy if I were the one hugging?”
“Do I? I’m not psychic.”
“Cause, you know,” she said, pointing towards the ceiling. “The stuff.”
He turned to look, his bright eyes thoughtful. A small smile crept into his lips. “Mr. Rohesia, I was bringing her to see you, of course!”
“So does Dali! But you feel differently about this one.”
“I didn’t realize I’d have to do a deal with the devil to make this work.”
“I said more than talking!”
Tuck was too far away to hear, his hands in his pockets as he regarded the town, his back to the two of them.
"But you like his hugs."
"Not read your mind."
"Yes!" she said, so relieved at having been understood that she didn't even notice the contents of his words. "Because of the kissing!"
He waited patiently in the garden for her.
"But you like his hugs, hmm?"
"Can you make it look like I have antlers?"
Her plan had backfired, as she had now grown a light shade of pink. "I mean... there was not any of the talking last night!"
A slow grin crossed his mouth. "It's lovely! I'll let you talk to them first."
Eli rolled his eyes. "God, Aspen, he doesn't understand flirting, you know." August looked a little confused, his brow furrowing.
"Can I have antlers?"
She huffed, looking a little annoyed. "There wasn't a lot of talking going on previously," she finally landed on, looking sure that this one...
