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Chapter 39

Author: Michy Gaza
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-17 08:37:31

Asher stood over his open suitcase like it had personally offended him.

There were two neat stacks of folded clothes on the bed, one practical (black tees, jeans, a leather jacket), the other… less so. Thin cotton shirts that clung in all the right places. Fitted trousers Luca liked on him. A black button down that always earned a second glance.

He shouldn’t be thinking like this.

He shouldn’t be packing with this kind of intent in his chest, this slow burning ache in his gut. But here he was, folding a silk shirt he hadn’t worn in years and wondering how fast Luca could get it off him.

“Jesus,” he muttered under his breath, dragging a hand through his hair.

This wasn’t a vacation.

It was barely even a trip. Luca had said a week, and Asher hadn’t even asked what for. Didn’t care. All he’d needed was that stupid, breathless string of texts, you, naked on the bed, and suddenly his spine was melting like he was nineteen again and getting touched for the first time in the dark.

He stuffed
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