A wet laugh burbled up from Flip; this one sounded much closer to genuine amusement. He wiped his eyes and cast a long look at them before his gaze cut away again. “You guys are, like, boyfriends?” “Yes,” North said. “Unfortunately.” “No,” Shaw said at the same time. “Excuse me?” “Well, you never asked me. You just showed up with the champagne and fucked me one day. Actually, first you shot a load all over my floor. And I had to clean it up, North.” Face hot, North said, “What the actual fuck, Shaw? We’d known each other for eight years. I didn’t just show up on a stranger’s door, buttfuck
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