Shut up, Patterson, Christopher said. Oh, yes, he said, oh, yes, scary will do. His legs locked behind my back, pressing him up against me, about as close as he could get. I reached out to Richard.
Hudson gave a smile that was more snarl than anything. If he'd touched me, the fear would have spilled out my mouth, but he didn't touch me, not with his body. Water running in the bathroom. He'd given us privacy like a good bodyguard.
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