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... small click made him feel safer, even though he knew damn well that if Dax wanted to, he could probably just walk straight through the door.
Still, the illusion helped.
Steam ghosted around the edges of the mirror, softening his reflection. He looked pale. Flushed, actually. ’Fantastic,’ he thought. ’Pheromone glow-up. Just what I needed on a quiet morning of denial.’
He turned the water on, hot, almost scalding, and stepped in without waiting for it to settle. The sound ...
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