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Sunlight filtered through the heavy curtains of the hotel suite, illuminating the quiet aftermath of the night before. The air was still, save for the soft sound of running water ceasing. Simon emerged from the bathroom, steam trailing behind him, his blonde hair damp and tousled. A white towel hung low around his waist, revealing the muscular definition of his torso. He paused, his gaze finding you as you stirred in the bed, the memory of his confession hanging unspoken in the space between you.