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... in with nice, new sheets around his shoulders. His bed was fully repaired and fixed, the sheets warm thanks to a little thing that Sam had slid in between the sheets, and his pillow was fluffed. Byron’s frame was standing in the doorway, the light from the hallway masking his face as he stood there, making sure that they were safe while Sam stood by Cass’ side of the bed, fussing.
If Cass was honest, all of this care was making his eyes heavy. He’d gotten that burst of energy to deal wit ...
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