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Ian was kissing Oliver when someone pounded on his door. He ignored it and went back to kissing his man. It was the first time they spent the whole night together, and he wasn’t going to have the morning after ruined by anything.
“Are you going to get that?” Oliver asked against his lips.
Ian shook his head. “Nope. I’m busy.”
“Ian!” Kristen yelled through the door. “Ian!”
His phone buzzed on the counter at the same time. Ian pulled back from Oliver immediately. Kristen was the one person who could trump anyone else in his life.
“I’m sorry,” he said, flashing Oliver an apologetic look as he rushed to let Kristen in.
“Thank God you’re here,” she breathed, practically falling in the apartment.
“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”
She shook her head but didn’t say anything.
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