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“I can’t believe you didn’t notice the way I’ve been staring at you.” Aaron ghosted his fingers down Xander’s muscled arms, his own body quivering at the light contact. “I feel like that’s all I’ve been doing.” “Maybe I’m just too used to Eddie’s little brother watching me to tell the difference,” he teased. “Except you’re not just that anymore.” His shoulders shifted, and he stretched his arm across Aaron’s to rest a broad hand at the back of his neck. “Last chance to tell me to stop. We risk f*****g with our friendship if I kiss you the way I want.” Aaron understood the risk, but they hardly had a close friendship for the ages. They hadn’t spoken in the past decade, and though the past week had renewed the connection they had, Aaron never thought Xander intended to keep up that connect