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"Good for you, Price," Eli said, yawning as he sat down at the table.
"My name is Alexandria Colter. I am engaged to Tuck Sparks and he tells me that you are in charge of the floral unit for our wedding?"
Her whole face brightened and she looked back up at them in a new light. "Could I make a fire one?"
"What's for breakfast, Aug?" "French toast," August said absently.
A beautiful young woman stood in the doorframe. She had golden blonde hair and rosy cheeks, although her expression was slightly cold. "Are you...
She looked over at him in surprise. "Really?"
"What about you?"
She led them back out to the courtyard and gestured to the towering trees, the ice one in between the two. She slipped slightly on the ice on the...
"Well enough," he said tiredly.
About a week later, the bell on her door jingled.
She squinted at him. "Party pooper. Ready to go?"
"Morning," he said sleepily, padding over to them.
"But Sariel sure would! Look at him!"
He nodded slightly as Eli rolled out of his den, yawning.
Addie frowned, taking the feather and tucking it behind Sariel's ear as she squinted at Zad. "You guys should try it to see if you'll explode."
He was quiet for a moment. "Aspen, there's a lot you don't know about me."
She turned to Sariel, offering it to him. "I guess so. What would happen if you two hugged?"
"I'd be disappointed if you refused to talk to me because I defended myself successfully."
Her expression cleared. "Oh, I see."
He looked over at her, his brow furrowed. "Well, thanks, Aspen."
