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They walked up the steps to Ryland’s door, fingers intertwined.
“I meant what I said to Colt,” Tom said, hesitating as Ryland pushed the door open. “I can go.”
Ryland looked back. Tom had been the perfect gentleman; opening doors, holding hands, reassuring Colt. For someone Colt insisted was a menace, Tom seemed… well. Perfect.
“I know. I want you to stay.”
Tom’s smile grew, a matching one settling on Ryland’s lips. He caught the front of Tom’s jacket, pulling him forward into a kiss. Ryland’s phone buzzed in his pocket.
“Let’s go inside. Colt can wait until the morning.”