“All the way back,” Theo says, and I flop the rest of the way down. My fingers clench the soft fabric of his comforter, and my eyes are fixed on the popcorn ceiling. Curie has hopped onto the bed and sits on the pillow directly next to my head, watching me intently. Oh, fuck this. Two sets of eyes on me are making me nervous, like I have to perform or something. I’m never this nervous. I always perform so well under pressure, but for some reason, my entire body is thrumming with nerves now. This cat watching me is pushing me over the edge. “Can you move the cat?” I ask. “It’s just a little
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