“Whatever you say,” he replied. She had her reasons for claiming that, whatever those might be, and he wouldn’t pry.
She was quiet for a moment as she fussed over Lin, adjusting his clothes and smoothing back his downy soft hair. “It’s better for him to think I’m his sister,” she finally said softly, the heartbreak in her tone obvious.
“Breathing. Capable of moving and thinking straight. It’s fine.” He was sore as hell, but he could live with that.
He didn’t answer, not really wanting to argue. Instead, he tossed a clean towel at him and a change of clothes. “Go take a shower. You look like a crime scene.”
“Oh, I’m very aware. Dancing has always gotten people laid. It’s great.” And Gabriel had always loved it, even when it didn’t end in sex. It was… fun. And he liked fun.
“You and momma Lyri would get along way too well,” he laughed, spraying Gabriel with the glitter wherever his skin showed through the clothing.
Done~
Only when I stop to think about it
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you Only when I start to think about you I know
Only when you start to think about me do you know
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
You hate everything about me
Why do you love me
I hate
You hate
I hate
You love me
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
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