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January 19 - January 25, 2021
But they’d only met, and, well…beard stroking seemed like the kind of thing two people did when they were better acquainted. And maybe had candles lit for beard-stroking ambiance.
But when she said his name, he couldn’t help but look into her eyes. He’d drunk from glacier pools and never seen anything as blue.
Easton didn’t know when the marmot started following them.
“Hey, Easton?” “Yeah?” “Does the marmot seem off to you?” “It’s totally bonkers.”
He stepped back, unwilling to tower over her when they were fighting.
He was going to marry her if she let him. Also if she didn’t kill him first.
“Anything else I should know about you?” “I’m completely, utterly full of crap.”
“What the hell?” he grumped as he tried to get his balance. “You poisoned me.” “No, we got you roaring drunk.”

