Usually something he didn't want to do. Going to bed with you beside me is the best idea in the world right now, but going to bed without you is like the worst idea in the world. I don't think she realized that the curtain was open. I was choking on my own heart.
Byron touched my arm, only enough to guide me through the door that Nathaniel opened for us. He squeezed my arm as he walked by. I kept my hold on his hair, and used it like a handle to keep him from moving, pulling harder if he shifted his weight, until he hung suspended, afraid to move, eager not to. I tasted his guilt.
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