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... wever, her drunken mumbles and her languid expression, which was especially infectious, were the very traits of a person whom he had been with for nearly two months. A vain laugh eventually fell from Kyle’s lips. He picked up the robe again, which he had given up on, and gently patted Noah’s shoulder. “Come… bend down. I’ll put a robe on you.”
“Why do you keep…”
“Hurry up. You said it was cold.”
Noah’s face contorted, evidently displeased. ‘Why would you ask me to move when you ...
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