:Too Close

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n was typing. And smiling,existing like he

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an was ev

liked it. Set meetings before he even asked. Anticipated needs l

m was Dayq

ye when their hands brushed accidentally. He wasn

already want

utes from a meeting Ray barely spoke dur

oss. Yeah

even want t

ken control was firm, but attentive. Dayquan wasn't used to peo

met through

kly look

s stomac

ered things against his skin, how he'd gripped Dayquan like he was scared to let go. It wasn't just

, Ray's voice b

n. My o

an stepped in and shu

ook up. "We

-off. The 'let's prete

tand. I didn't plan any o

Ray int

uan

fessional environment. What happened that night... Neither of us

allowed. "

e held hi

, heav

voice quieter, "d

t... a smile? Barely the

his throat.

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more

an tu

ted," Ray said carefully.

s breath

away. "Ba

ped out, hea

't over. Not

e real

ust the

daze, headphones in, but no music playing. He couldn'

't a mi

t did it mean? That there was something still open be

fied him. Excited and feeli

ose to someone lik

rolling everything. But Ray had layers. That night, he wasn't t

unger,need, the way Ray held on like Dayqua

was connection. Because

rom each other every day and pret

ssional tones. Shared elevator rides without words. But every glance,

meeting. Just for a second. But his gaze was in

. Ray's voice. Ray's mouth on his shoulder m

sn't go

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der the same

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