He looked surprised, either at the thought of it, or that I'd seen him. Is he your boyfriend? If he is, then I'll leave it alone. I turned to Avery. It felt like, if I touched Avery, I could know anything in his head, his body, his soul.
I started to correct him, but Byron used pet names, mostly the same pet names, for everybody. I'd buried my head against his chest, my hands cupping his ass. Of course, just as it takes two people to fight, it takes two sides to call a cease-fire. For using him, or for not using him enough.
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