cruising altitude pt. IV: 20A-B
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It is not quiet out here, but Adam only shifts the weight of his hip into the point of Ronan’s knuckle. Allows his smile a half-inch of leash. He says, “It’ll probably take that long, I think. I can start a spreadsheet.”
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