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There would be a pause in Sam’s mind. “Human. Huh.” It would be a weird sensation for Sam to have his self, his very being, compressed into a...
“That is the nature of rhetorical questions, yes.”
“Would you have ever thought we could end up like this?”
He frowned, draping his arms over the opening to her hole. “If you’re going to stay here, you’re going to have to prove your worth. Get up.”
“I learned how to sweat,” she proclaimed proudly.
Eden eyed the spirit uncertainly, her brows furrowing slightly.
“Don’t you agree?”
She laughed slightly. “We made it, huh?”
The next morning, she would be woken by Eli shaking her shoulder. “Price, wake up.”
She stepped into Zad’s office. “Zaddy!”
Eden was sitting at the table, her head resting on her hand as she watched Sam teach.
He rolled his eyes, kissing a line along her jaw. "It was rhetorical."
"She's ours, Craw," Poppy said quietly, almost in awe. "Our little baby."
(Zoop?)
"Don't turn this around on me."
She beamed, looking down at the baby. "Lily..."
"Goodnight."
She headed off, her brow furrowed.
