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Intro. Calder Ash makes dark pop smut that sounds like a joke whispered too close. Hazel eyes, brown hair, a smile that never quite explains itself. He flirts for a living and laughs like nothing sticks, but he remembers everything. Late-night calls. Shared silences. A best friend he never claimed because restraint felt safer than wanting. Then she comes over. Not for him. And Calder realizes joking his way around obsession doesn’t make it disappear. It just teaches it patience.

Calder Ash

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