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The Sheriff #55 (13.3) by Julie Lynn Hayes
They decided to go back later to get Dustin’s stuff. Right now, they had more urgent needs to take care of, now that Jordan was safely out of the way. Hopefully, forever. Now they were going home. Together.
Dustin still couldn’t believe Roy had actually asked him to move in with him. No one had ever done that before, other than his cousin Denver. And that wasn’t comparable, not at all. Things were looking up for Dustin, no doubt about it.
All the way back to Burnham, Dustin caressed Roy’s strong thigh,
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Bran frowned, a puzzled expression replacing the hurt and anger. Then he smiled, and it was as if the moon had slipped, silver and full, from behind dark clouds. His smile was brighter than a candle flame and his eyes were bluer than ever. “Why do you think my name has anything to do with colour?” he asked, the light in his eyes dancing with mischief. “It has always amused me how humans attach so much importance to things that have none and fail to see the importance of things that do. Beware, human, not everything is as it seems.”
“What do you mean?”
“You place such great importance to the colour of the skin, but so little to what lies beneath. Take a lesson from me – one’s worth does not lie in the tint of the skin or the silver in the pocket, but in honour and truth. What lies beneath your skin, human?”
Captain’s words echoed in my head the entire way back to the ship. How could he feel that way about me? How could he know that I wasn’t going to turn on the crew and betray them when I didn’t know it myself? I didn’t think there was someone out there controlling me through whatever they did in my head, but would I know it?
At least he planned to have Lakshou with me. Surely Lakshou would feel it if something inside me switched off and I began to follow someone’s orders. Because that is the only way I’d hurt
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