Amatucci Family
When I saw no one else and looked back at the group, Nik was smiling at me like she was a loon.
"Yeah, you, chicka. Better start owning the crown you wear. We can see it, you need to start seeing it as well." Nik smiled.
For once, my cheeks didn't rush with mortified heat. I just smiled, unsure what kind of response was needed. When in doubt, keep it down, was my personal motto...well, if I had one.
Nik stepped closer, dropped her voice. "I'm kinda touchy with my tribe. Is that okay? Or would you prefer I not touch you?"
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