“And their muscles,” I’d added. “Don’t forget they’re dedicating that too.” Gareth had frowned but made no further comment. I kept my grinning to a minimum, but I loved poking him. That’s why I’d decided to play my favorite Depeche Mode songs on loop through his Bluetooth speaker. He hadn’t said a word. No one had in over an hour. But I could see his jaw clenching when “Never Let Me Down Again” came on for the third time. He glared at me, but I simply smiled sweetly back, then returned to my tablet. He rose and stacked the empty pizza boxes then carried them into the kitchen, while Willard
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