“Hey, Wendy?” I squeeze my eyes shut and breathe harshly through my nose. Not now, James. Still, with another breath that’s meant to calm me a little, I turn to face him. “Yeah?” He scratches the back of his neck nervously. “This, uh… This is going to sound a little weird, but I just wanted to say thanks.” Huh? “For what?” “You know, for Fitz,” he says, like it’s the most obvious answer in the world. “It’s nice to see him come out of his shell with someone other than me.” James laughs, and my brows knit together in confusion. What does he mean? “In what way?” “Oh, you know,” James says
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