Asher had been the blond beauty to Jean-Claude's brunette once, then some well-meaning church officials had captured him and used holy water to drive the devil out of him. I've got enough to do to run my own life, so I sort of demanded he change, become more independent. He was so close to us that not touching took effort, so close it was as if a sigh would have pressed the line of his body against mine. Maybe he meant to hit me, but I rolled off the bed, and when Jason landed hard enough in the middle of it to collapse the frame, no one was on the bed but him.
Anita, come into the dressing rooms. That woman and man are in with Bert. Now, I may know. I had to close my eyes so I could feel his hands and not be distracted by the color of his eyes.
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