I feel it, I said. I knew he was right, in that one moment, I knew, because I remembered being on the other side of such a kiss. Touching you is still not like touching other people for me. I might have complained, but Jean-Claude roared through my head.
Jason knelt by the end of the bed. I switched my aim to his chest, and fired until my gun emptied. I wasn't sure what to say to that. There was a fake spiderweb against one wall big enough to hang someone from.
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