***Butch***
I knew she was mad, she sat her on my lap, back straight, her shoulders tensed, her breathing was sharp. I wasn't trying to keep her out of it on purpose. I didn't want her to worry; she was still healing. I wanted to protect her, but now I see that wasn't such a good idea. Once we found out that information from the rogue, I knew I couldn't keep it away from her; she needed to know.
"Sunshine," I whispered close to her ear. She shifted, sliding a bit farther forward on my lap. I wanted to chuckle at her stubbornness, but thought it wouldn't be so wise,
She watched as everyone spoke, listening to what they said. She wouldn't look at me; she was beyond pissed and had every right to be. I would wait till everyone was gone, and I would explain to her why I didnt tell her.
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