Bound in Blue

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Amara didn’t bother to look up from her book when the couch cushion next to her sank down. “Afternoon, sweetie,” she said absentmindedly.

“Hi, Amara.”

The nervous tone to boyfriend’s voice pulled her from the adventures on the page. “James?” she asked as she raised her head. “What’s wrong?”

James gave a quiet laugh. “Nothing, nothing’s wrong.” He shifted on the couch and he refused to look at her. His normally pale skin was ruddy and he had a slight sheen of sweat on his face. His brown hair looked like he’d been running his fingers through it for a good hour.

“Uh huh, right, that’s why you’re so nervous you’re sweating.” She set her book on the arm of the chair and turned to sit sideways. She nudged his hip with her foot. “What’s getting to you?”

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