"Thank you. You always were a good stitch, Tasha." Matt smiles. He, too, can smell the faintest hints of perfume on her, and hear her heartbeat in the silence between them. He often counted them as she lay sleeping, using it to fall asleep himself.
More often than not, though, he simply enjoyed feeling her against him...
He takes a deep breath and tries to center himself. That way lay danger.
"I suppose I should get on with tracking down who hired Deems, after I figure out if he's going to live. Whoever hired him to go after Milla is going to pay." Matt says.
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