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Chapter 6
Chapter Six St. SebastianPresent Day “You found us,” I hear Rebecca say as I walk in behind Becket. The white square of his collar seems to glow in the gray light of the makeshift playroom, and I try not to compare the rain-dotted gleam of his dress shoes to the mud-flecked leather of my boots. “Would it sound too ominous to say we followed the screams?” Becket asks. “Hello, Saint,” Rebecca says after she sees me. I nod politely in response, and then I see Auden and Proserpina, and I feel it like a fist in my chest, squeezing and squeezing, making it hard to breathe even as it sends hot, excited blood to every far-flung corner of me. My fingers tingle and my knees bend like they’re preparing to touch the floor. My lips buzz. My d**k fills and swells against my zipper, keening for
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