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When Noel’s quiet voice roused him-"Time"-Luca blinked awake to find the light in the room already shifting toward late afternoon.
He groaned, rolling onto his side. "That was not thirty minutes."
"It was thirty-five," Noel corrected, already tugging his clean shirt into place. "Get up."
Luca dragged himself upright, ruffling his hair into some semblance of order. "Slave driver," he muttered, though the corners of his mouth gave him away.
By the time t ...
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