I want to come home. Not just for a few days or a couple weeks. I want to stay. Can I stay?"
Cam drew off his sunglasses, and his eyes, smoke-gray, met Seth's. "What the hell's the matter with you that you think you have to ask? You trying to piss me off?"
"I never had to try, nobody does with you. Anyway, I'll pull my weight."
"You always pulled your weight. And we missed seeing your ugly face around here."
And that, Seth thought as they walked to the car, was all the welcome he needed from Cameron Quinn.

Autore: Nora Roberts

I want to come home. Not just for a few days or a couple weeks. I want to stay. Can I stay?"<br />Cam drew off his sunglasses, and his eyes, smoke-gray, met Seth's. "What the hell's the matter with you that you think you have to ask? You trying to piss me off?"<br />"I never had to try, nobody does with you. Anyway, I'll pull my weight."<br />"You always pulled your weight. And we missed seeing your ugly face around here."<br />And that, Seth thought as they walked to the car, was all the welcome he needed from Cameron Quinn. - Nora Roberts




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