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... his teeth together to keep it from showing on his face. George didn’t say the name like a casual question. He said it like a pin slid into a pressure point: gentle, precise, and intended to see what would bleed.
Max’s smile did not move. He kept it mild, almost bored. "He’s a singer."
George’s green eyes brightened with that predatory satisfaction reserved for men who believed they’d found a soft seam. "Ah," he murmured, swirling his tea as if this were gossip rather than levera ...
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