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Justin POV I’m thankful Randy had a makeshift shower set up with a pipe and the cave springs set up, but I don’t think he’s very pleased with having to share this confined space with my rambunctious mate and myself. He brough enough clean clothes, though, so I slipped into some pants and helped my mate into a tee shirt meant for me, her frame healed all over and his eyes pressed hard together while she slept. I had exhausted her earlier, and for good reason. Randy offered me a bottle of something, alcohol probably but it was about the taste for me, and we sat at the table where he had a hard time looking me in the eyes. “Sorry about that,” I breathed, sipping the drink with amusement. “I really didn’t want to do that with you present but—” My voice fell with his look. He understood why