What I wanted more than anything in that moment was to wrap as much of my tired body around Nathaniel's body as I could, and sleep. Why didn't I notice sooner? I've seen bespelled humans bleed to death from tiny wounds, a smile on their face all the way to the end, duckie. Not just us being closer, ma petite, but your binding of a new triumvirate to you. His face wasn't empty like a zombie's, in fact he was smiling, and so very present in his skin, but I'd called him, and even a gun barrel against his heart hadn't stopped that order.
Smith just changed his grip on his gun so it was pointed two-handed at the floor. He thrust against the back of my body, with his hands trapping mine against the chair, and his body curved over me. He moved us to the edge of the tub, pressing my back against the smooth side of it. He was already delicate looking for a man, and with all that hair framing him, his face was almost as delicate a triangle as Detective Arnet's.
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