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... through the tall glass doors and cutting across the pale sheets in slow, lazy patterns. Somewhere beyond the balcony, the gardens hummed faintly with life.
Inside, Dax sat at the edge of the bed, the same way he had since dawn.
Chris was still asleep, half-curled against the pillow, his breathing even but shallow. The mark on his neck had already faded from deep red to pale rose, the skin beneath it clean and warm. The faint pulse of their bond lingered in the air, a quiet freque ...
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