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... cah would have liked, for reality to come crashing back down on him.
The lingering warmth from Clyde’s voice, that soft, dangerously disarming "Baby...", evaporated the moment noise filtered in from outside the bedroom. The faint clatter of utensils, voices, and movement.
The sweet bubble shattered completely, forcing Micah to face the reality, the fact that he had just humiliated himself beyond repair.
His body went still in Clyde’s arms, the earlier dazed softness drain ...
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