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“Where are you going?” Troy asked breathlessly as he watched Philip zipping himself up. Every inch of his body throbbed with wanting.
“Out,” Philip responded gruffly. “Something came up.” He grabbed his cell phone off the table and slipped it into his pocket. “If you try to link up and I don’t respond, then I’m out of the pack house. Get in touch on my phone.”
He started to leave the bedroom but paused at the door and turned around to look at Troy. Philip didn’t think he’d seen a more desirable person. Troy’s flawless body, those blue lust-filled eyes, the way his kiss-swollen lips trembled slightly, his flushed face…