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“I was just thinking of everyone’s faces when we left the party.”
He chuckles and I feel it move through the big body I’m lying against. “It was a bit obvious.”
“A bit? Asa, I had beard burn all over my face and neck, and your shirt was ripped at the seams.” I laugh again, because we’d blithely strolled out of there as insouciantly as if we were leaving church. “I can’t believe you said ‘thank you for a good party’ to Julian.”
