[For anyone and everyone who has an invitation]Now that Phillipe's home was filling up with faces that Julien just basically didn't recognise, he was having second, third, forth and tenth thoughts about any sort of party. It was too late, though, and he had to like it or lump it. Phillipe knew just about everyone here on some level, as was what
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But her eyes soon flicked in Phillipe's direction, and then dropped from his face to the rose and then back again. One thing she had never denied was that he was hot. In fact, it was a lot of why she got riled up. Someone that hot shouldn't be allowed to be a bastard. Ironically, she actually remembered Sophie saying something along those lines when Ethan first started trying to woo her. It was the most Jess had ever heard her big sister swear in one short timeframe. "Thank you," she returned calmly and held his gaze as she politely accepted the rose and fought the urge not to reflexively give him a whack in the forehead with it. She cleared her throat. "You must be happy to have your brother back," she added, keeping things civil for the moment.
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She looked back at Phillipe, knowing he had the same sort of presence, and trying not to give into the urge to shy away from it. Money still intimidated her. Being sent a fish intimidated her because she didn't understand it, and she hated clowns. Yet, she hadn't found it in her to do anything about them, and they were both still in her office. "He looks sort of relaxed... or at least looks like he's trying. You know he's safe now."
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He gave a nod, his gaze flicking back to find his brother deep in conversation with Lauren. It was amazing how beautiful all the Morgan sisters were, but Phillipe had eyes for only one. "I do, but only for as long as he's on leave. He's getting better, but he's still... disconnected."
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She sipped her wine again, and licked the excess from them slowly. Thank god Liam knew his colour-stay lipsticks. "What can you do to help him? I know it's not really the same, but I get slight hints of Tom maybe feeling the same deep down now and again. I've caught him lost in some blank staring at nothing a couple of times. Then, he could just be imagining Stuart's dick up his arse."
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He had to bite the inside of his cheek as she licked her lips, his hands clenching into fists inside his pockets. "Honestly? I don't know. Just be here, talk to him. Spend time with him. Remind him that he is safe here. That's he's home. It wouldn't surprise me to hear that he is. Tom has been through something traumatic. His mind will still be recovering. I heard the sexual healing did wonders."
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