"We share her. But I swear to the fucking stars, Tove, you get her mouth." I slammed the bottle of syrup on the kitchen island. I was this close to losing it. He laughed. "I'm good with whatever part she gives me, bro. But I'm pretty sure all of that is up to her." He flipped another pancake over on the griddle. "What's up to me?" She took a deep breath. "Pancakes?" Her eyelashes fluttered closed. "Sweet stars, you made me pancakes?" Her lavender eyes opened, zeroed in on me. Shifted to Tove. She clasped her hands together, pulled them to her chest. "I love you both so much." Just like that, the tension left my body. Oh, I was still going to fuck her into next week, but the frenzy was off. Nothing had changed for her. Not really. Even though it felt like I'd lived a lifetime without her, she was basically back to normal. She wasn't going to be hiding under the bed. Cowering back from us in the dark. If anything, she looked lighter. Brighter. More settled than I'd ever se
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