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Hex's new position had eaten his time. Every single chance he got, he spent time with Corbin. He texted when he could, but life in general was keeping them apart most evenings.
There was a new club opening and they'd invited a few VIPs, Corbin among those. Hex had made certain to free up the time and cleaned up for it. He wore a dark plum suit, black shirt and a brocade waistcoat. He had a couple of his buttons undone. He'd taken the tube to Corbin's and they'd take the car from there, they'd agreed.
Every time he got to see him any more, it was like he could actually breathe. He had plenty of mates, but there was just something about Corbin. Something magnetic. Hex had never felt so at home around anyone like this before.
He knocked, his stomach fluttering in anticipation.
There was a new club opening and they'd invited a few VIPs, Corbin among those. Hex had made certain to free up the time and cleaned up for it. He wore a dark plum suit, black shirt and a brocade waistcoat. He had a couple of his buttons undone. He'd taken the tube to Corbin's and they'd take the car from there, they'd agreed.
Every time he got to see him any more, it was like he could actually breathe. He had plenty of mates, but there was just something about Corbin. Something magnetic. Hex had never felt so at home around anyone like this before.
He knocked, his stomach fluttering in anticipation.
