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�Not going to Babylon tonight?�
Brian shrugged. �Carlos has it under control.� �Hmmm.� Justin folded the newspaper and slid it onto the coffee table. �You want to check out a movie?� �Not particularly.� �Woody�s?� �Not in the mood.� Justin leaned back onto the plush cushions of the sofa. The pop and crackle of wood in the fire was soothing, as was the way Brian�s arm came up to sling comfortably around his shoulder. He closed his eyes and felt content, happy in a way he never felt in New York. �Let�s stay in,� Brian said against his temple. Justin smiled. |
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