"He stayed the night," says Jack, resting his tea against his chest. "He..." His lashes flutter and, God, he's mortified. "Went down on me? At the club. I bought him. We..." He rolls his eyes towards the ceiling. "Did some other stuff?"
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"He stayed the night," says Jack, resting his tea against his chest. "He..." His lashes flutter and, God, he's mortified. "Went down on me? At the club. I bought him. We..." He rolls his eyes towards the ceiling. "Did some other stuff?"