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A sense of relief washes over me, and I watch as Lennox takes a bite of his homemade English muffin. It's filled with a delicious combination of egg, bacon, and cheese. He prepared it at his townhouse, showered, and brought it here, even though we already had snacks for the evening.
Lennox's love for breakfast food knows no limits. He would happily order sunny-side up eggs and sausage for every meal, seven days a week.
He extends the half-eaten sandwich toward me.
"I thought you didn't share," I say, raising an eyebrow.
He licks his thumb and his lips curl into a smile. "I share with you, and only you."
I grab th
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