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... eum of minimalism, chrome, and expensive loneliness. Or at least, it usually was. Right now, it looked like a crime scene investigator’s wet dream, dusted for prints and smelling faintly of shame.
Aria walked in, still wearing her street clothes from the studio—jeans and a leather jacket—clutching her bag.
"Don’t say it," Julian warned from the kitchen island. He was leaning over a laptop, looking less like a legal shark and more like a man who had been chewed up by a guppy.
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