Dean pulled me over to the couch. He sat next to me, his arm laid around my shoulders, and tucked me right against him. Again, I found myself struck by how nice this was. “Nic, we have to talk about this,” Dean said, sounding serious. I didn’t like him so serious.“Dean, there is nothing to talk about. I don’t even understand why you’re insisting. This should be good news to you,” I said, letting frustration enter my voice.“Is that what you really think?”I shrugged, not sure why he seemed so upset.“Okay, come with me,” Dean said, standing. I stared up at him, confused. “What?”“Come with m
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