Chapter 3Pitch watched as Shiro and a short female sub walked out from behind the counter. The female carried coffee and Shiro a plate. Bernard’s eyes lit up when Shiro placed a brownie in front of him.
“What’s this?” It looked like he was about to touch Shiro before he caught himself. Maybe they were close. The only one who touched Pitch other than the subs he f****d was Lyra, and then often to shove him or slap him when he wasn’t listening to her.
“A little pick-me-up.” Shiro stepped away too fast. Pitch’s senses went on alert. There was something in the way he moved that wasn’t quite…right. He narrowed his eyes and reached for the cup of coffee the female had put in front of him.
“You didn’t have to.” Bernard turned to look at Shiro as he edged away.
He nodded. “I did.”
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