What Survived The Burn
“That for Venus?”
He nodded without looking up. “Yeah. Thought she might like something from me that didn’t involve exploding berries or floating spoons.”
I smiled faintly. Then, after a long pause, I deadpanned, “You remember when you thought you were gay?”
The yarn paused mid-loop. Andy raised an eyebrow, mouth twitching. “Correction—I was gay. Thoroughly, classically, beautifully gay.”
“And then fate said, ‘Plot twist.’”
He sighed dramatically, tossing the thread a little too hard. “Yeah. Fate’s got a cruel sense of humor. One minute you’re making eyes at the cute barista with a lip ring, the next you’re magically soul-bound to a badass wolf warrior woman and raising a kid with her.”
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