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The Humm Of The Bond.

“Do you need anything?” I ask, keeping my tone softer than I use with anyone else.

Her gaze flicks to me, steady for a beat, before she shakes her head. No.

I nod once, though I stay where I am, leaning against the edge of the table, watching her. She moves carefully, almost shyly, as she bends, s...