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... tugged him toward a smudged mirror leaning against the stall post.
Without hesitation, Luca stripped off his white shirt.
"Here?" Noel hissed, shooting a look at the passing tourists.
"What, suddenly shy?" Luca teased, already dragging the bright sun shirt over his head.
The fabric settled, cheerful and brazen against his skin.
He turned to the mirror, grinning. "See? Glorious. This was made for me."
Noel muttered a curse but peeled off his own shi ...
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