Jean-Claude lay spooning against Asher's back, one arm over the other man's waist, his hand trailing along the scars on the right side of Asher's body. I snatched them from his hand, but couldn't think of a slick way of getting them on. You say that like you know. It wasn't a question.
I wanted to say his name. I guess so. You must have been something special in your day. She was left openmouthed, astonished, apparently so shocked, she was speechless.
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