“And then, I saw it. “The one thing that would change everything. “Dior was coatless and shirtless. But not entirely naked. Chloe’s bandage was still around his throat, but another bandage was wrapped about his chest, many times over. At first, I thought the boy might have been wounded; the bandage some holdover from an older battle. But then, beneath the wrappings, I saw it. Saw them. Bound uncomfortably tight, but unmistakable.” Jean-François blinked, glancing up from his tome and snapping his fingers. “Breasts.” “Oui,” Gabriel nodded. Jean-François smiled all the way to his dark eyes, and
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