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So he didn’t immediately throw off the quilt and sit up. Instead, he shrank back deep into the quilt and opened his eyes to look in the direction of the sound.
It was Amos.
A young man in his early thirties, with short brown hair and deep blue eyes. He was carefully trimming his sideburns with an electric razor in front of the mirror. Hearing the sound Elle made, he nonchalantly stopped the razor.
Amos turned around and looked over with a relaxed and ...
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