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Giles nearly dropped several books when he reached to steady Wesley, though Wes recovered well enough on his own. "Uh, no, love. I think I should take them out to the car and you . . . uh, keep an eye on the store." Giles was rather hoping there weren't any customers, Wesley apparently couldn't see a damn thing.
If it wasn't one thing, it was another. Sighing, Giles took the books from Wesley and motioned to the table. "You should probably sit down, until your eyes clear up."