When he reaches out to caress my cheek, which is something that's never happened to me in my entire life—but seems to be the go-to expression of care in Book World—I freeze. "You're dangerously close to pulling back a nub, bud," I warn him. He gives me a look like I'm bluffing. "I—fuck!" he cries, yanking his hand back when I bite down on it. "What the hell, Brad?"
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