His face was utterly peaceful. I saw Smith and Marconi both with weapons drawn. Nathaniel's body was so warm pressed the length of mine, warmer than any blanket, better than simply being held in someone's arms. If you don't care, and it goes horribly wrong, it's not that important.
I smiled back sweetly. Apparently he knew where they kept the extra gauze. The memory rolled back and left me gasping on the bed. He sounded sad.
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