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... Kieran had given me, the fabric soft against my skin. The shirt hung off my frame, a little too large, brushing the middle of my thighs. I grabbed the towel and rubbed it through my wet hair, trying to soak up the dampness.
When I finally opened the bathroom door and stepped out, Kieran was standing by the window. He had changed too, black trousers, a fitted casual shirt, and a jacket that hugged his frame perfectly. His long black hair was tied neatly into a ponytail, a few loose stran ...
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