I tried to pry her hands away, but she gripped them tighter. She looked at me with her serious, sad eyes and asked, Do you want kids? No, I said, my life doesn't have that kind of room. I try to know as little about your personal life with the ladies of your pack as possible, so the rest, I didn't know about. Is that true? Is that really how you feel about it? I moved my whole head to meet his eyes, as if a glance wasn't enough.
Go stand by your sergeant, I said. Stop helping me, Gregory. I kissed him, soft but firm. Why? he asked.
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