Indeed, he used to make himself a thorn in Juliette’s side frequently, if only because the city had forced them apart and it was better to get her hatred than nothing at all. These days, though he didn’t need to resort to being a menace anymore, he still liked rolling onto her side of the bed when she was ignoring him for a book and receiving the honor of being smacked away with her pillow.
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