“so?you’renotsupposedtobe—”herubbedathishin,drawingdrao’sattentiontoit.heimmediatelywonderedifpotter’sbeardfeltassoftasitlooked.merlin,howhelongedtotouhit.

“it’snotanat,ifthat’swhatyou’re—”

“whateveritis,youneedtostop.now!”

“why?”

pottergloweredathim.“you’reengaged,”hesaid,asifthatexpinedeverything.

“whydoyouevenare?”draosaidthroughgrittedteeth,hishearthammeringinhishest.

“fukyou,drao!youknowwhy.”

no,draodidn’t.beauseitouldn’tbe.

theystaredateahotherforalongmoment,untilpotter’sexpressionturnedfromlividtosomethingmoreomplex.

“howlonghaveyoubeenengaged?”

“that’s—”—noneofyourbusiness,hewantedtosay.hedidn’twanttotalkaboutthis.leastofallwithpotter.buthewastiredoffighting.heouldn’ttellpotterthewholetruth,butmaybehe’dstoppesteringhimifheatleasttoldhimsomething.“wegotengagedstsummer,”hefinallysaid.

“whoisshe?”

“hernameisastoria,”draosaid,unwillingtogivemoreinformation.thelookonpotter’sfaemadehisstomahtwistunomfortably.

“doyouloveher?”heasked,hisvoiebarelyawhisper.

draoavertedhiseyes,staringatpotter’spolishedshoesinstead.hehadreallymadeanefforttoday.hadittrulybeenfordrao?or…forhenry?

“doyouloveher?”potterrepeatedinanalmostpleadingtone.draopressedhislipstogether.heouldn’tanswerthat;thereweretoomanyreasonsnotto.heouldfeelpotter’seyesonhim,ouldalmostfeelhisbreathonhisskin.theywerestandingtoolose.

“willyoupleasestoplookingatmelikethat?”draosaid,pointedlykeepinghisheaddown.

“likewhat?”potterwhispered.

draosquaredhisshouldersbeforeheliftedhisheadindefiane.“likeyouwanttolookatme.”

potter’sadam’sapplebobbedasheswallowed.“idon’t,”hewhispered.“believeme,iwishididn’twantto.iwish—”heleanedloser,sendingdrao’spulseintoafrenzy.“iwishthingsouldbedifferen

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