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just as Royce slips in beside me, his arm hooking around my waist. He nuzzles his nose into the crook of my neck, balancing his red cup in his other hand. “Mmmm, you always smell this good?” His voice is deep, vibrating over my flesh and hitting every nerve on its way out.
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