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“He’s sleeping in your room.”
Reed turned to Devin. It was almost midnight when he returned to his house. Devin poured ice and wine into the glass and handed it to her.
“It’s nice to live in your house. There’s a lot of wine.” Devin said, laughing.
Reed took the glass Devin was handing him and then sat on the other side of the corner. He drank the contents of the glass and poured it again.
“You must be happy because Emy is looking for you, not me,” Reed said. ...
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