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... there he is.
"Uh—hey," I say, eloquent as always.
He’s standing there in the hallway, robe loosely tied, hair mussed from the pillow, those ridiculous crimson lashes casting shadows under his eyes. He looks soft. I want to keep him in my pocket.
"May I spend the night?" he asks quietly, blinking up at me. Golden eyes glimmering, hesitant but determined.
My chest tightens, I would never deny him.
"Of course," I murmur, stepping aside.
He shuffles in ...
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