Chase groans and closes his eyes before turning his face to the ceiling. From this angle, I can see his smooth, pale neck. His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows, and the movement is magnetic. I find myself wanting to trace a finger along the curve of his throat, then follow it with my lips. All that smooth skin. Now, I do gasp, because CHASE SHAVED HIS BEARD AND I KNOW EXACTLY WHY. I got it when he walked in, but now I really get it. He did this for me. For us. My heart shifts a little in my chest, like it just swooned in there. I hope not, because I really need that thing to function at peak
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