Alec peered into Sam’s sleeping mind. The flood of emotion stunned him.
“Oh Babe,” the telepath whispered. “I just wanted some fun. You want a lifetime.”
He kissed his forehead, wiped a tear, and rewrote dreaming neurons. Plucking memories one by one, Alec replaced their chance meeting and few days together with a recollection of a simple, if serene, vacation.
“You sweet man,” he said leaving the bed. “I’d only break your heart…”
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