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... Julian felt like a gigolo who had finished his job and was ready to leave.
Warmth stayed in the guest room long after they left. A hint of perfume hung around - not gone, just waiting. Bianca’s bold flowers tangled with Gwen’s gentle sugar glow. That mix turned walls into confidants.
Fumbling with the fabric, Julian straightened his shirt and took a breath.
Footfalls barely marked the floor when he moved. Two paces broke the stillness before stopping short.
Yet Gw ...
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