Fuck, but he wished he could find time to get in some weight training. His muscles were begging for a workout, but he was pulling so much overtime, he couldn’t even find a break to take a nice long run. Besides, the three of them needed the money the extra time on the clock brought in. Will was taking extra shifts too, as was Alayna. She also had to go out a couple nights a week and waste a lot of what they’d earned. He knew how much that hurt her, and he could see the pain in her eyes each time she kissed them both goodbye as she left for another trip to an interstellar betting parlor or a casino. Appearances had to be kept up, and she was supposed to have a gambling problem. She had to act her part. Tanner wasn’t taking their circumstances as well as Will, and he realized he needed to learn to hide his feelings more. Alayna had enough burdens, yet he found himself leaning on her more and more—just like a Fraiquan husband should. Perhaps he was a little lost in his role. He was also the one who did most of the cooking since he had a way of turning the cheapest pieces of meat, even something as tough and stringy as cheap cuts of prolobeast, into a feast.
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