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“Why?” Nysys’ eyes widened. “Are you sick? Are you dying? You can’t die!” He cocked his head and peered at Blair. “Who are you, anyway?”
― Delevan
― Delevan
“No, no, you asked. This is, like, the first real conversation we’ve had in weeks.” “And it’s about Eiffel tower shaped dildos. How is this my life?” “Could be worse. We could be talking about politics.” Nysys shuddered. “At least Eiffel tower shaped dildos are made to brighten your life. So, which color should I get? Pink or golden?”
― Delevan
― Delevan
“that you’re my mate doesn’t change anything.” Basil blinked. “But you have to admit you’re especially fussy because I’m your mate.” Lucian shrugged. “Maybe. What does it change, though? You’re special to me, but it doesn’t mean we have to be together. You’re free to go anytime you want, Basil.” Basil snorted. “I’m not going anywhere. This is where I had to go, and now that I’m here, I’m hoping to get help.” “I hope you can get help, too.” Because the thought of the pack not being able to help him sent Lucian into a panic.”
― Just Right
― Just Right
“I don’t know, I think I like the golden one better,” Nysys said. “But the pink would go well with my hair.” Delevan bundled up the last of the dirty napkins and took the leap. “What are you talking about?” Nysys furrowed his brow. “Still about the dildos. Why? Did you miss something?”
― Delevan
― Delevan
