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Chapter 20
Chapter 20 By eleven o’clock that evening another concert was over, the screaming crowds and bright lights left behind for the dressing room backstage. Ian kept his eyes averted as he dressed, but he could still see Corey behind him in the mirror, his strong legs and round ass and narrow hips, and Ian didn’t breathe again until Corey pulled on a pair of jeans, hiding his body from view. The morning spent in each others’ arms seemed distant now, and Ian wanted nothing more than to get back to the hotel and back into bed. Maybe if Corey talked sweet enough, maybe Ian would open up just a little bit farther, let him in just a little bit more. He tugged a clean shirt over his head, tucked it into his jeans, and tried to tell himself he was still being cautious, but it was beginning to pay off
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