He laced their fingers together. "My dad's the one who hired Radley, so it's his fault. Oh God. I think this means we have the same taste in men."
"Right," Thoreau said, smiling at Pansy and wrapping his arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. He kissed her forehead. "Best friends who'll laugh when she tells everyone we're a couple again."
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