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A tap at the door brought Lewis back from the depth of daydream. “Who is it?” he called. “Adrian.” “Come in.” Adrian came in, peering at Lewis on the bed. “You were sleeping?” he asked. “No, just chilling out, resting,” a dit Lewis. “I was knackered from earlier, and I’ve been working these muscles an awful lot,” here he indicated his shoulders, “so I just came for a lie down.” “You want a back massage?” asked Adrian in a tone that offered at least the possibility of a little more. “I wouldn’t say no” a dit Lewis in...
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