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red-gold fire in his eyes blaze anew.
“Do it, Nick!”
His command was gentle.
“What about the gods?”
“Fuck the gods.”
Every good love affair is always mysterious, danger-
ous, crazy.
I didn’t need to be hit with another brick.
I said his name.

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