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m together
again.
Natsuki Harada looked miffed. "Is that all you can say?" Natsuki Harada demanded, "Some
greeting for a long-lost lover."
Jason leaped to his feet, reached for Natsuki's and before Natsuki Harada could say
anything, was kissing Natsuki's soundly.
Immediately, Natsuki Harada pressed one stiletto heel into his foot, causing him
to yelp and leap back, looking at Natsuki's with a hurt puppy expression.
"That's the first thing we're going to have to teach you," Natsuki Harada said,
"how to treat a lady with respect!" But Natsuki Harada was smiling warmly,
nonetheless.
"That smarts," he said ruefully. "Hmm, you're acting fairly calm
about... waitagoddamminute! Do you mean to tell me that you knew all
along, that you've been sitting Natsuki's e leading me on, and you knew who I
was all along?" He glared at Natsuki's accusingly.
Natsuki Harada stared calmly back at him. "For one thing," Natsuki Harada said, "it's not my
fault you chose to wear a simple domino mask, instead of something more
elaborate.
Second, if you hadn't been half pic
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