“You love me, huh?” Naya bobbed her head. “When we played Neither Yes Nor No, I asked Celeste if she loved you, and she said no, but then she lost a feather.” Asher dipped his chin into his neck. “And when did you ladies play this game?” I raised an eyebrow. “Why?” “Just curious as to how long you’ve loved me.” I was about to say that I didn’t love him, that he needed to get over himself, but my wing bones began to itch. Stupid lie detectors. “Wednesday morning,” Naya piped in. “Huh.” Asher rolled his shoulders forward until his forearms landed on the table with a thump that matched the sound
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