20/01/2026 19:24

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I need to get to bed, and so do you. I would not cry, I would not fucking cry. His small pale eyes narrowed at me. The parking lot was packed.

I want that last bit before we get out of the car. I could just take off the gun if it got hot enough in the office, but to remove the wrist sheaths, I'd have to strip off the shirt. That he liked what he was doing. Gun, I said.