"If Max had managed to snatch you off the street than me, would you blame me?" Kathy asked, just giving up and leaning into him. His chest was warm and strong and she needed both. "Honestly. I mean...shit. I love blaming myself for things, but even I think the bar of 'well, he knows me' is a little low here."
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branchandroot
Re: Wednesday Evening
Date: 2018-09-28 07:36 pm (UTC)