I looked across the room at Riker. Technically, it wasn't a lie. I mean it did fit, but not well. It grabbed one upper arm, and I struggled to keep it from grabbing the other.
You're agreeing with me? He sounded surprised. He took the question as an invitation to move closer to my chair until his jean-clad thigh was touching the arm, but it wasn't touching me so that was fine. My job, I said. My eyes fluttered shut once, then opened.
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