10 Sam tucked herself into Craig’s side, her head resting against his shoulder, the TV flickering light across both their faces. They weren’t really watching, just soaking in the unspoken comfort of being close. Then her phone buzzed. Lucy. Sam read the message and hesitated. Craig glanced over. “Something up?” “Dinner invite,” she said, brushing…...
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