Babysitting the Mafia Princess
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“He’s annoying. And bossy. And he tattles to my dad.”
Lambert sighed deeply.
“And his lips would probably be cold,” she added. “Like a trout.”
Lambert lifted his head.
“Yes,” she insisted. “A cold, emotionally repressed trout.”
She paused. “…Okay, maybe not a trout. That’s unfair to trout,” she added.
She stared at the ceiling again, heart finally slowing, thoughts still spinning. The hallway light outside her door cast a faint line under it, steady and unchanged, like nothing strange had happened at all.
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