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jolt of something electric shot through Lewis, shocking him right to his marrow. Pleasure, he realised as his lips curled into an irrepressible smile. No, triumph. Which didn’t make a lot of sense until he made the obvious connection that, with Colin out of the way, Aaron would have a lot more time for him. Specifically, more time for him this weekend. At Safehaven. Thank fuck.
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