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sitting, the ideal man, keira metz/lambert

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So I have another chapter up of my Keira/Lambert thing, for your delectation. It’s all just fluff and grief-aftermath and maybe I’m setting up something more elaborate and maybe I’m not, that’s not for you to worry about just now. 😁

Miracle Cure, on AO3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/26847148/chapters/67358413

“So,” he said, “that’s fairly great.”

Keira knew she must not gloat. It was terribly important that she not gloat. What she had with Lambert, such as it was, was a fragile new little thing, and since there was no great tie of fate or commingled destiny or anything between them, she really really needed not to blow everything up with an I-told-you-so. So she clasped her hands together in front of her chest and shut her mouth tightly and smiled and bit her lip, and Lambert looked over at her and burst out laughing.

“You were right,” he said, “and I should have trusted you.”

“I wasn’t going to say it,” she protested.