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I walked toward the sound of gunfire and Shawn’s happy squeals He sat in Malcolaame He was okay Relief was replaced with nervousness Malcol with my son What was I supposed to say to hiht?

“Thanks a lot, kid, I just took one to the head” Malcol”

Shaiggled free, and climbed down to coht hug The unconditional love of e me He didn’t have any expectations As far as he was concerned, I was his whole world

“You want coffee or so to eat?”

I turned my attention to Malcolm Shirtless, he only wore shorts, those saht The ones I’d asked hi on those daot war at me

“You keep looking atto start to question your intentions toward me”

“What! I wasn’t”

“It’s okay I know I’m a fine specimen to behold”

I laughed and rolled my eyes Cocky bastard But that’s how he’d always been

Shaisted, trying to get free I put him down, and he went back to thescattered about the floor

“Why didn’t you wake et up with him”

Malcolm strolled over to me My stomach did flips He reached out to smooth down strands ofI had terrible bedhead s “Sorry I must be a mess I was in a rush”

He tookyou like this”

He kept a hold ofhis thumb over my knuckles His eyes searched ot our attention Shawn had knocked down some of the CDs off the shelf

Malcolet those all ”