“You showered again,” Jean said as Jeremy got settled at his side. Jeremy stared blank-faced at him. “Uh?” “Different cologne.” Jean dragged a highlighter over a relevant section of his notes. “This one does not suit you whatsoever.” Jeremy tugged at his shirt to sniff it. “Oh, I didn’t even notice. Not mine,” he explained when Jean glanced his way. “I bumped into a friend on my way back to campus. Is it really that offensive?” Knowing it had come off another man’s body made it twice as terrible. “Yes.” “Sorry,” Jeremy said, sounding more amused than apologetic. He scooted out of Jean’s
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THIS IS INSANEEE??????????
