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Grabbing the keys on the side of his nightstand, Kaden heard what Deiru said and looked very unimpressed with it. “That’s it?” He grumbled, taking the keys and undoing one of the handcuffs, but just one. He let the other stay on his wrist and ankle, holding the key tightly so he couldn’t use his other hand to try and grab it away.
“A little more…and you’re other one will be removed.” Kaden smiled deviously, twirling the keys along his slender finger and waiting for Deiru to beg just a little more.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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