"Watching, always watching. I worked with you for years, I know when you're around, I can tell. It's not like you try to hide, beyond the obvious."
Bennet threw the bottle into the wall opposite. The dregs dripped down the wall between the shards sticking into the godawful, patterned wallpaper. Slowly even the glass slid down, leaving the
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There needs to be more to this story (not just the smut). There also needs to be more Bennet/Claude fic in general.
Again, wonderful job.
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