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... m, the soft light of the corridor still clinging to his shoulders. He paused the moment he crossed the threshold, instincts flaring at the subtle, electric wrongness in the air. The kind that had nothing to do with pheromones and everything to do with words that cut too close to the bone.
"The suite is ready," he said. "East wing. Security’s coordinated. You can stay the night."
His gaze flicked between them. Lucas, rigid where he leaned against the doorframe, jaw tight, eyes col ...
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