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Michael smiled "But Eleanor didn’t die"

"Shh…" Nora covered his er "Don’t tell"

For a few moments they both sat in silence The sun had set and the lawn had coret it?" Michael asked, his voice no louder than the lightning bugs

"What? Not having Junior Kingsley or not hed heavily and shook her head Leaning forward she pressed her lips to Michael’s and gave hi, slow kiss He moaned into her mouth and Nora smiled as she pulled back

"Neither," she whispered

Michael gave a rueful laugh

"So you don’t even wonder?"

"Sometimes," she admitted, possibly for the first tisley would be about seven years old now"

"That’s how old Owen is"

Nora ran a hand through her hair and tucked it behind her ear Owen Perry--wavy black hair like hers, smart, weird--every time she saw him, she rerets Life’s too short for regrets"

"Do you regret anything?" Michael asked and Nora’s sto before her, his big brown eyes ri," she lied

She stood up and patted Michael on top of his head "But that’s not ere supposed to be talking about Didn’t bring you up here to talk about all the gruesoruesome shit in my future when my father finds out about Griffin Nora, if Father S doesn’t want el, Father S has no probleuy He’s worried that Griffin won’t take care of you the way he thinks dominants should take care of their subs Griffin’s a well-trained partier, an ex-drug addict He put the play in playboy And he and Søren hate each other for no reason either of theuilty eyes

"Michael…you know, don’t you?"