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Sarina Bowen

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    Five minutes later, I step out of the glass lobby onto the sidewalk, breathing in the warm July air.
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    For six weeks every summer, he was mine.
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    Loved you every summer since I was thirteen years old. Love you even more now.”
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    and I know I’m home.

    Because home is with him.
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    And damn it, I’m bewildered to discover I’m rocking a boner, and it’s more than just a case of morning wood. It’s Wes-wood, a result of thinking about us messing around.
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    It’s another gorgeous day and the tourists are out in droves, bustling down the sidewalk and filling the outdoor patios we pass on our way.
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    I’m a glutton for Jamie Canning.
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    I’m too relaxed to move, though. “Five more minutes,” I tell him, wrapping my arm around his shoulders to prevent him from getting up.

    His cheek nuzzles my left pec. “You’re a cuddle whore, huh?”

    I am. Absolutely. Just never dreamed I’d be cuddling with another guy.
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    Want you,” I whisper. Lately, those two words define me.

    “Have me,” he says.
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    . “That night we were making the list of benefits of being gay? Borrowing your boyfriend’s clothes.”

    Clucking his tongue, he pushes my hands out of the way and straightens the knot. “You look hot in my suit.”

    “You look hot in anything.”
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