“You’re escaping?” Austin asks, leaning up against the door. He’s not really interested in getting any closer to Dallas, not when the other man is surgically removing his own microchip. “Why?”
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“You’re escaping?” Austin asks, leaning up against the door. He’s not really interested in getting any closer to Dallas, not when the other man is surgically removing his own microchip. “Why?”