JulianfrozeasReya''seyessnappedopen.
"I—I''msorry,sorry—"hestammered,stumblingbackinapanic.
Hisheelcaughtawkwardlyontheoversizedplushpawofhermascotsuit.Hisbalancegaveway,andhetoppledbackward.
Reyafellwithhim.
Hehittheoldcouchwithadullthud.Theworncushionsdidlittletosoftenthefall.Arustedspringpokedathislowerback,makinghisbrowtwitchinstinctively,thoughnoeyebrowsframedthemotion.
Reya,cushionedbythethicklayersofherbearcostumeandbyJulian''sbody,barelyfelttheimpactatall.
Julianhardlyregisteredthepain.Helurchedupright,wordstumblingoutinafranticrush.
"I''msorry—Ididn''tmean—Ishouldn''t—I—"
Hiswordscaughtmid-sentence.
Reya,stilllyingagainsthischest,liftedheroversizedplushpawsandgentlycuppedhisface.
Thefabricmuffledhertouch,butthecertaintyinthegesturewasunmistakable.Itwasasif,withonetouch,shehadpressedapausebutton.Hislipsparted,thenextapologytremblingontheedgeofhisbreathbutneverformed.
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