Confusion flashed over Cash’s face, a flutter of unsurety, because why were they talking about a wedding? But it didn’t really matter if the man Ford was seeing was married, it mattered that he was a man, and Ford wasn’t being safe. Cash needed him to be safe, because — the alternative was too dire. He looked at Ford, his eyebrows drawn together in concern, all palpable worry.

”Even if it just happened,” he said — never mind the wedding — ”terrible things happen to people who get caught.”

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