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... art hammering against my ribs like I’d been dropped into ice water. For a disorienting moment, I didn’t know where I was. Then the weight of an arm around my waist registered, heavy and warm and unmistakable.
Casimir.
I’d fallen asleep curled against him, both of us fully clothed, nothing having happened between waking and sleeping. My head had been on his chest. His hand had been in my hair. And I’d just... drifted off, like some exhausted child after a tantrum.
The dawn ...
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