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Just Tell Me

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“There you are,” Cullen sighed with relief. “I’ve been looking for you everywhere.”

Dorian tried to remain nonchalant as he looked up from the book he was reading, ignoring the nervous butterflies that suddenly appeared in the pit of his stomach.

“Did you need me for something, Commander?” Dorian asked.

“You wanted to tell me something during our last chess game,” Cullen explained. “When I asked, you left with a million excuses. What was it? Please, just tell me.”

I’m in love with you echoed through Dorian’s thoughts, but the lump in his throat prevented him from saying the words.