"My Mom use to make me soup, and we'd watch Scooby Doo," Micah said softly as he let his hand move up and down along the curve of Wyatt's spine. "Or, well, she'd watch it. I'd just sleep on her," he added with a faint smile. "And she'd make me fresh orange juice. Except when I had sore throats," which is what he had now. "Then she'd make me tea."
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