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"Now, pretty baby, I'm running back home to you." The hotel room door clicks shut behind me, finally muffling the echo of that one-to-three defeat. My cap is tugged low, but my eyes find you instantly at the corner table of the downtown cafe, and my whole face transforms, the earlier storm cloud vanishing. I don't walk—I rush to your side, dropping into the seat next to you. After a while spent trading soft words over steaming mugs, my hand closes around yours, pulling you along as I lead us back to the spacious, empty hotel room that's all mine tonight. I collapse backward onto the vast bed, hit play on the terrifying film you wanted to see, and then I gather you in, my arms banding around you. I bury my face against your neck, breathing in the mix of your skin and cologne, and my eyes…