The eyes were still angry. The three of us lay unable or unwilling to move, and we laughed. Warned you? Nathaniel nodded. Nathaniel pulled gently on my hand and pushed gently on my shoulder and got us going again.
Too drunk to talk right. I looked back into those dark, dark blue eyes and whispered, You've inherited their neediness. You sound like you've researched it. We better get dressed and out there before someone calls the cops.
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