He pours water from the pitcher into the kettle as he talks. "He wanted to know if you'd decided to stop giving him the cold shoulder."
Bucky switches the induction cooktop on and swings around again, leaning back against the little counter as he does. His gaze, dark and level, locks with hers and holds. "Me, I'd like to know why you started."
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Bucky switches the induction cooktop on and swings around again, leaning back against the little counter as he does. His gaze, dark and level, locks with hers and holds. "Me, I'd like to know why you started."