“Come on,” Sam said, moving closer and pressing his cheek to Dominic’s shoulder. “Stop sulking. I hate when you sulk. You get all distant and frosty, and you aren’t allowed to be distant and frosty with me.” “Brat,” Dominic said with a snort. “I’ve spoiled you rotten.”
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