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Chapter 81

He added, “Thanks.”

“For texting you pictures of my food?” Colby did a little eyebrow-shrug at him, but did not move, lingering with Jason rather than returning to Will’s study. “You said you wanted me to. And I…well, I wanted to…”

“I did want you to,” Jason said, very softly. “I did, and you did, and I like that you did, okay?” He’d had a few days to think, in between Stephen’s troubles with storms and wartime rations and French cannons. He hadnoticed what they’d been doing; he wasn’t sure Colby had, but it’d been instinctive. Colby responded readily, even naturally, to words that sounded like orders or directions or dominance: you can order whatever you want as long as you eat something, tell me you’ve had breakfast, give me your room key so I can open your door…