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I mumble.
“Damn, you look better than I imagined,” Katya says.
I glance at Ami for her take, but she’s on her phone. “Ami?”
“Oh,” she says, looking up. Her expression is unreadable—I hope she hates this so I don’t have to strut around like a gigolo.
She purses her lips. “The color’s great, but why’s his chest out?”
“So women can appreciate this work of art,” Katya says, standing and circling me. “Yes, I love it.” She touches my chest, startling me, her hand sliding to my abs. What the hell?
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