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“What…?”
Joshua felt my bodice with both hands. There was no hiding the buzzing. For an instant, I considered coming clean, about the Rippers letting me go, about planning to use the communicator to find some peaceful solution to all this, about how I couldn’t tell him about it without the Pocket taking it away, but he’d only this minute started trusting me again.
And it wasn’t as if he’d never lied to keep me from feeling unnecessarily uncomfortable.
“Oh!” I pulled out the communicator, a heartbeat before he could reach between my breasts and take it. “I was coming to show it to you, before we got sidetracked.” I squeezed his arm above the cut in explanation. “I was going stir crazy in the house alone, and I realized we hadn’t checked the attic where the Ripper who
