We are of Belle's line, and most of her magic can be reached through physical closeness. The way you felt, the way you fought, the way you smelled, everything was shapeshifter. Bert did the slow blink, and what little warmth he'd managed to get into his gray eyes faded. How can you let that be enough? Don't you want a guarantee that they aren't going to cut your heart out and stomp on it? I'd love a guarantee, but it doesn't work that way.
You sure you don't want to ride home with us, instead of Mr. I started to take the towel down, because I knew I looked good in the robe with my hair down, wet, or not. I shrugged. Give me a few minutes, or the next thing we do will be the last thing we do, and it won't last long.
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