“Give it here.” Carter reaches across the table, curling his fingers into his palm. “I’ve got nimble fingers.” Garrett snorts, knocking his hand away. “Give it. I tie knots all the time.” Carter glares at him. “When?” Garrett pumps his brows. “When I pull the ribbon out of your sister’s hair and use it to tie her wrists to the—” Carter claps his hands over his ears. “La-la-la-la-la, I’m not listening, I’m not listening!” I hand over the bracelet, watching as Garrett focuses on tying the ends together. When Carter cautiously drops his hands from his ears, Garrett murmurs, “Bedposts.” He tosses
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