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... the outside, he knew he probably still looked graceful, delicate even, standing in an ebony dress beside Clyde, posture relaxed, chin slightly lifted, but inside, he was seconds away from exploding. His fingers curled into the fabric at his side as he leaned closer to Clyde, lowering his voice until it was nothing more than breath against breath.
"What are you playing at?" Micah hissed, his lips barely moving. His eyes flicked toward Willow, who was laughing politely with another woman ...
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