All about Us
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Last published Tue, Aug 11, 2020
"Do you hear that love?" the smaller man asked smile on his face as he stared up at his lover whom had circled his arms around his waist.
His partner in return smiled down at him planting a small kiss to his forehead, "They're playing our song..."
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"I saw this folder with my name..." He stated going through the folder and staring at him with a smile, "But none of these articles have my name on it."
"I've been studying your tactics in case the police ever ask me for help."
He nodded as he feigned obliviousness, "Ah, I see."
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