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β« 3:00 A.M. He makes up an excuse and then he leaves his friends; wakes up in the morning and he leaves again. I didn't even kick him out...
β« So, baby, tell the truth... " Can we just be honest? I'm not claiming you- " The man sighed, tilting Aventurine's head up with a hand on his chin, looking at him with some unfamiliar emotion in his eyes. Desperation? Frustration? Lust? β« But every time I ask, you've got an attitude... I promise that I'll keep it down, for you...
In the back of his mind, Veritas knew this was an awful idea. He knew Aventurine was dating Sunday, but he couldn't resist Aventurine's seduction and charm. He couldn't help but fall again and again for the blond, especially on the nights they'd get together. So, he kept the secret. He was Aventurine's dirty little secret...