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... eam curled against the marble walls, carrying the faint scent of cedar soap and something sweeter that clung stubbornly to Lucas’s skin.
He sank deeper into the tub, eyes half-closed, his head resting against the edge as if he’d already surrendered to the inevitable. "You’re impossible," he said, his voice quiet but edged with amusement. "You can’t just pick me up and..."
"Carry you?" Trevor interrupted from behind him, his tone far too pleased. "I absolutely can."
Lucas ...
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