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He breathed out "You're the person." There was crushing silence in the room after the declaration. Aidan blinked back the tears welling up and made a movement to get up and leave. Jake grabbed his arm and dragged Aidan into his own, crushing his lips to the other man's in a desperate kiss. When he drew back breathlessly he rasped "same," before he dove back in. They kissed as if they were dying of thirst and the only way to quench it was found in the other's mouth. Their hands roamed one another's bodies, committing hard planes to memory, their existence distilled down into the points of contact as they tangled together. The world came rushing back when they heard the bedsprings in the other room creak agonizingly, reminding them that the walls in the house were thin. ............................... Aidan Greene is a cynical writer who believes every relationship begins with an already determined expiration date and doesn't believe in the kind of romance he depicts in his books because he's never experienced anything remotely similar. Then he spends an afternoon trapped in an elevator with his girlfriend's boss.
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