“That’s the second time I’ve been called boring in as many days.” She cracked a grin. “Who’s tellin’ you truths now?” “Ahhh…” I rubbed the back of my neck, “Iris, my client. She has a lot of opinions.” “A girl after my own heart. I like that. Is she giving you any trouble?” One drunken phone call had given me more trouble than it had any right to. Iris had been sad, yes, but she’d been adorable and funny, softer than she normally was. “Do you sleep in a suit, Ronan?” “I don’t. Please stop crying.” “Tell me what you wear to bed and I will.” “A bunny suit, meala.” “With a fuzzy tail?” “Will you
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