Turning Wood by Ofelia Gränd-3

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The guy narrowed his eyes. “I told you.” He had? “Are you sure?” Mason’s heart skipped a beat as the man smiled at him. It was the first time he’d seen him smile, and it took ten years off him. Mason didn’t mind those ten years being there, he’d always liked his men older than himself, not that he was shopping for a new man, but the smile transformed him. He groaned as he remembered telling the guy he wouldn’t be sleeping with him. “Otho, my name is Otho, and this is my house.” “I’m not in a relationship.” Mason shook his head. God, could he still blame having taken a dip in the river for saying stupid things? Otho kept still, his lashes lowering in a slow blink. “Okay.” “I was. My boyfriend…and I’ll shut up now.” Mason flung an arm over his face. Stupid, so stupid. The low chuckle

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