That was how it started. Not with a bang or a kiss or a grand declaration. Just two women standing in the soft glow of a rainy afternoon, recognizing something feral and familiar in each other.
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“Dance with me,” May said.
That was how it started. Not with a bang or a kiss or a grand declaration. Just two women standing in the soft glow of a rainy afternoon, recognizing something feral and familiar in each other.
Cassie’s hand froze on a paperback. “That’s invasive.”
“Dance with me,” May said.