I held him to me and said, No, Gregory! If he pulled him off I'd end up hurt as bad as Richard. That once a little control was gained, you needed to make friends with the power. I shut that particular metaphysical door tight, locked it, and bound it with silver chains. I drew back from the hug first, and he kept his gaze on my face.
No I haven't. His big hands finished their glide down my body, to end with his fingers wrapping around my ankles. Zerbrowski reached for the doorbell, and I touched his hand. That's illegal.
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