“They did tell you that you shouldn’t be alone,” she teased as she closed her eyes. “I’d like that, Mike. I know we’ve both got work, and friends and…” Hestia swallowed, giving herself time to think about what she actually wanted to say. She squeezed his hand before exhaling, her breath long and slow. “I’d like that. This is really nice.”
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