We’re past the halfway point in NaNo. My word count is something like 26k. I think 15K of it might even be halfway decent. 😉

For the first time since his return home, connection flared between us. I found it easier to separate my Harper, the one I once thought hung both Askaran moons, from the male before me, because he wore the veil of humanity. My chest pulled tight and my mouth ran dry as he stared.

“I wondered where that shirt went.” He picked at the hem. “Looks better on you,” he said gruffly.

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