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... in without so much as a knock. Cedar and clean linen hit his nose a heartbeat before the voice.
"Too late," Trevor drawled from the threshold, one brow lifted. "Looks like you’re already mid-episode."
Behind him, Alistair stepped inside, tall and unhurried, a travel mug in one hand. Benjamin swept in last, a streak of burgundy cashmere and gold chains, phone raised as if he were live-blogging the scene.
Trevor’s gaze flicked over Mia and Lucius, one perched on the edge of ...
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