Kellan tugged at my hand, guiding me to sit at the table with him. But instead of getting out toys, he pinned me with a look, his face completely serious. “Can I tell you a secret?” I nodded. “Of course. I’m good at keeping secrets. I have many I’ve never told anyone.” Because telling people you had a body count in the hundreds was never polite dinner conversation. Especially when you weren’t talking about people you’d slept with. “I think Miss Befany-Melissa is pretty. I’m going to ask her to be my girlfriend.” I raised an eyebrow. “Want to know a secret of mine?” The boy’s eyes went big. He
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