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[Their flirtation has not been sweet nothings. Hit and run touches and nothing committal. Matt's own flutter of nerves is beating at his chest. The apartment is warm, dry. And he's in a pair of sweatpants, nothing else.]

C'mon in. Thaw out.

[That's the idea anyway.]

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