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    "That smell, I know that smell." Ilya is visibly confused but his pupils have dilated slightly, his body catching on before his brain can catch up. "Is that—? What are you wearing?"

    "It's just cologne. I thought that's what people did before this kind of thing." Shane puts his hands in his pockets and tries to look casual. He is absolutely not going to laugh at the bewildered look on Ilya's face.

    "What kind of thing? What are you talking about?"

    "You know. Before meeting up like this." He swallows. Squares his shoulders. "I mean, I gave you my room number. I told you I wasn't a chicken."

    He can pinpoint the exact moment that it clicks into place for Ilya what is happening. His mouth falls open. "You… it's— Hollander," he exhales. His eyes have gone almost entirely black and his breathing is ragged.

    Shane leans back against the door and tilts his chin down, looking up at Ilya through his eyelashes. "This is such a bad idea."

    ________

    Scent is a pretty strong memory trigger. Shane finds the cologne he wore the night they first met up in Room 1410, and decides a do-over might be fun.

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