“Well, do you, huh? If you do, put up or shut up. Sometimes Nathaniel made me think about sex, but sometimes, like now it was just comfort. Why is this a problem? Jason asked. God, what was wrong with me? Tell me.
I blushed. ” I sat very still. Her face had been bloody, her eyes closed. I didn't need to see Belle's-or Musette's-face to know she didn't like it.
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