“I...” Caulin spluttered. And then flushed hotly. Being maybe-boyfriends was one thing, but telling Otto about the love bit? Was that too much? “He doesn’t need to know immediately.” Emmy shrugged. “Yeah, I guess not. He’s already bought you a phone and moved you into his house.” Then he brightened. “I know! I’ll write you a new set of instructions.” Caulin groaned. “Not again!” “Yes again!” “I said one of your lines during my heat. Accidentally. It was so humiliating.” Emmy’s eyebrows shot up. “He liked it, didn’t it?” “He—I think he laughed.” Caulin cringed. “I don’t need more.” “Tell you
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