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... e shower sink into his skin. The wardrobe in the guest room had already been stocked, someone had thought ahead, or more likely, Victor had ordered it without comment.
A neat stack of folded clothes waited on a low bench near the bed. Dark jeans, a soft gray shirt, and a cardigan so fine it might as well have been spun from shadow and air. He dressed without hurry, the fabric brushing cool against his skin, sleeves fitting just a little too perfectly.
He paused at the mirror, fin ...
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