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Outside, Josie has covered a lot of distance and spent enough time covering tracks that she can finally just walk aimlessly. She has had time to cool down now. She knows her brother means well, but she is not some bimbo id*ot, he should know her better than that. Sometimes she feels like one of others when she is around Archer, but for it to come out of her brother's mouth like that, she doesn’t need to hear it, or maybe she doesn’t want to hear it. Anyway, even if she was to have some fun, would it be so bad? She is aware that it is wrong, she knows all of these things about pack relations and blah blah blah, but it is not like Nathan polices Vaughan’s every move and makes sure any bed-mate ticks all the appropriate boxes. She wraps her arms around herself wishing she had grabbed her ja