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“Noe’ve got you buried in a burrow I’d say your stock has plummeted dramatically”

That earns me a soft chuckle

I spend a entle aht, his dark broide cheekbones, and princely lips stand out the aze down his lovely form and then back up, and I wonder what his loved ones would think if they knehere he was tonight What sort of people love him? Likely many…

“I suppose you’re not so awful” The quiet words are blurted, but I can see theives a chuckle “It’s true,” I continue “I’d have never given you a chance prior to this…entrapht”

He pushes up off the floor and gets to his feet, surprising ht as he strides toward me He stops besidetoreason now”

I hear the grin in his voice I don’t dare peek at his face until he bends to scoop my rock off the floor His ainst the wall “So—we bros?”

I foldto stifle a smile “I’m no one’s bro”

“Buds?”

I snort “I’ll agree to be your friend A proper friend and confidant, for the duration of our time here in the burrow”

He knocks et a gulp of water A strange warrateful for his company

Declan

Two days in, and I’ sure she’s shy—or at least reserved She doesn’t likeher tooif I don’t seee her arht into her shell

“You’re pretty funny, you know that?”

We’re sitting on what’s left of the old rubble pile, and Finley’s pulling a square of Atkins bar into a bunch of little pieces, having just insisted “it tastes different this way”

When I give her a smile, she draws her knees up to her chest and wraps her ar the re over one shoulder