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The silk over Atticus’ eyes had grown hot, pulling sweat from his cheeks. His arms rested along the back of an antique sofa, his sleeves rolled up to expose his wrists and forearms, which he imagined were now well-punctured from how long he’d been sitting in Sebastien’s lap.

Sebastien, who kissed along Atticus’ jaw before he said, “Gorgeous, isn’t he?”

Atticus heard no verbal response, bu...