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... a neutral number!’
Blake barely registered how filthy he was, or the way Myles watched him at him openly.
They climbed the stairs in silence. By the time they reached the apartment door, Blake was already fishing his keys from his pocket.
"I’ll find you something dry to wear," he said, a hint of guilt slipping into his voice. "Sorry about... all that."
"Mmh."
The door clicked open. Blake stepped inside first, his eyes sweeping the room with quiet urgency. ...
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