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The instant the door closes on our room, Theo touches my lips to his. It is a close-lipped, chaste kiss as if he is trying to make me familiar with him first.
When he pulls back from the kiss, I wind my arms around his neck and ask, "So, what's the story of the eye bags?"
He unconsciously touches it and groans. "Too much work and I can't sleep at night."
"Am I a noisy sleeper?"
"It's because you sleep so peacefully beside me."
There's a knock on the door and we both go to the couch while the servants place our dinner on the table.
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