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Cillianâs face went even hotter at the kiss to his cheek, âWhat?â He stuttered out having gotten lost in a bit of a daydream while watching Morgan practically float around the room. âOh, of course. Wouldnât have it any other way.â
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Morganâs attention snapped back to Cillian as the man stuttered over his words, not something that he was particularly used to from the one who was always so well spoken. âGood, because if you had said no I was going to hold you hostage and Iâd much rather you did so on your own. Now would you grab the whiskey ice stones out of the freezer, you remember where they are right or have you been away for so long that youâve forgotten?â He asked, coming back towards Cillian with two poured glasses of whiskey in his hands.

















