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  1. Public Bookmark 99

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    “You deserve to cut loose a bit,” said Luca. There’s a pause, the quiet sound of a bench scraper against wood. “There’s a new bar in Nørrebro doing natural wine. They’re having an event tonight. You want to go?”

    (Or, the story of how Marcus spends his last night in Copenhagen with Luca and a bottle of wine.)

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  2. Public Bookmark 37

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    After he left Copenhagen, Marcus never thought he'd see Luca again.

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  3. Public Bookmark 17

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    “Hey, why don’t I make you some dinner?” Luca asked, taking his apron off and hanging it off of a hook at the front of the kitchen, Marcus tilted his head, “Hell yeah, you think I’d miss out on your cooking?”

    That made Luca chuckle softly, making Marcus’ insides warm.

    “You gonna cook for me here or?” He asked, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

    “‘Course not, you’re coming home with me.” Luca said with a smirk, his bright eyes staying on Marcus. Marcus raised an eyebrow at that.

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    The morning after Ever's funeral and Sydney's house party, Luca and Marcus have an early-morning conversation.

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  5. Public Bookmark 5

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    To tell the truth, Marcus was homesick. He couldn't find any other way to describe the feeling in his chest; a tugging, hopeless longing for something far away. Nothing he knew could fill the emptiness it had carved into him, but cooking would at least keep him busy.

     

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