Crossing The Line
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Without even thinking, driven entirely by pure muscle memory and instinct, Ethan reached over, grabbed his own glass of water, and handed it to him.
“Here,” Ethan muttered.
As Marcus took the glass, their fingers brushed against each other. The contact was brief, but it felt like a sudden jolt of electricity passing between them. Marcus took a quick sip, his green eyes locking onto Ethan’s over the rim of the glass.
“Thanks,” Marcus murmured, his voice a little rough.
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