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... through the vast windows in lazy streaks of blue and gold, turning the room into some high-end brothel for insomniac gods. The clock glowed 2:47 AM—mocking, smug, the hour when regrets usually came knocking.
Phei surfaced slowly, consciousness dragging itself back like a drunk stumbling home.
First the warmth—thick, enveloping, wrong.
Then the softness pressed against his back: full, heavy breasts crushed flush to his shoulder blades, the generous weight ...
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