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“Or,” Jamie said, his voice dropping to something raw and honest, “we could stop pretending.”

Then Jamie did something stupid. Or maybe the smartest thing he’d ever done. He reached out and very slowly straightened Leo’s already-straight tie, his knuckles brushing Leo’s chest through the crisp white shirt.

“About damn time,” Leo whispered, and pulled him in. pwp prompts

“Your family’s insane.”

And right now, trapped in a cool, dark cellar with no witnesses and no escape, Jamie wasn’t hiding that look at all. “Or,” Jamie said, his voice dropping to something

“How long?”

“Takes one to know one.” Leo pocketed the phone, then yanked Jamie back in by his stupid, perfect lapels. “We’re not leaving for another hour.” “About damn time,” Leo whispered, and pulled him in

When they finally broke apart, foreheads pressed together, Leo’s phone buzzed in his pocket.

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