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... glass door and blurring his reflection. Chris braced his palms against the cool marble of the shower wall and let the water beat against the back of his neck until his skin stung.
He didn’t need to see Dax to know the man was furious. The change in the air had been enough. That brief, velvet tone in the wardrobe had been a lid on something deeper. ’Glass under pressure,’ he thought. ’If I’ve learned anything about him, it’s that calm is the moment before he decides what to break.’
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