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Filling Them In
Once everyone was settled, we started the meeting. There were four fae, other than Flint. Clover’s brother, Sorrel, was there. He seemed to be having trouble with the fact that Talia was ignoring him in favor of hanging on Dillon. Queen Bellamy seemed amused. Emmalyn sat in Derrick’s lap. They probably thought they were being sneaky, but the air told me they’d done it in the parking lot when they got here. They were acting like they were just a loving couple and not the dirty people I knew they were. The eagerness of the air in and around Clover’s shop amused me when I was just working here. It was a little distracting once I was living here and even worse when I was trying to concentrate. But I wasn’t exactly upset about all the gossip. I did, quietly, ask it to keep its secrets while
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