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An exhausted yawn escapes me and Ace doesn’t hesitate to scoop me up into his arms, carrying me upstairs to the lounge. He must be pretty exhausted too, not wanting to carry my ass up extra flights of stairs to the bedroom. He places me down on the sofa like fragile porcelain, and grabs a blanket to cover me with. I give a noise of protest, already half asleep but not wanting him to leave. He shushes me, climbs onto the couch beside me, and covers us both with the blanket. I fall asleep in his arms, my heart full and healing as he whispers words of love in his native tongue.
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Baxter: Ace, Thorn, can you help me with something?
Ace: Yes.
Thorn: Don't you want to know what it is first?
Ace: No.
Thorn: But it could be disposing of a dead body or something.
Ace: No matter. Brother now.
Thorn: What do you want, Branson?
Baxter: I need to come clean with Raven.
Thorn: Oh so it’ll be your dead body we’re disposing of then. Should have asked Rebel, he’s a strong mother fucker and I bet you’re heavier than you look.
Baxter: Fucking forget it.
