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Ryan groaned his frustration. Pacing his room wasn't helping. Sending a few text messages to Steph in Belgium weren't helping. Justine wasn't home, again. Jocelin was, but the kind of itch Ryan wanted scratching couldn't be... scratched by Jocelin.
He palmed his head for what must have been the fifth time in as many minutes.
( Too long, too far from home )
He palmed his head for what must have been the fifth time in as many minutes.
( Too long, too far from home )
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