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This is dumb. I glanced at her, but she was still staring out the window. I spotted the freshly dug grave and a few people standing around it, preparing for the ten o’clock service. TAKE IT!”

Reciprocating her abuse, I wrenched her head aside and clamped my lips and teeth on the side of her neck, sucking on her tender flesh as I sank my teeth in. Had she been jealous? He’d been a whole person with hopes, dreams, aspirations… and I felt like I’d barely scratched the surface of what he was. It was the same for every square inch of her, really. “I’m also happy to help out however else. She wants to play golf this afternoon.”

“I hear golf is pretty popular in Norway,” Erin said, looking out the window. “This isn’t the time.”

Erin immediately closed her mouth and glanced away, looking a little abashed, and I felt the tension in the air turn up a few degrees. I’ll meet her for coffee or something.”

“No drinks,” I said. I had to try.