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1 " Clay sat up, swinging a leg over Jeff's body to straddle him. He grabbed both wrists and pinned them by Jeff's head, bending closer until they shared a breath between parted lips. " There's something about you, Jeff. Always something." " I'm just an ordinary guy --" Jeff stopped when Clay shook his head vigorously." You're not. You're special." " Special how?" " You taste good. "
