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Don't Make Me Beg

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“Please, Lydia,” Derek begged into the phone. He glanced back at his husband who still lay in bed, curled up in the blankets. His heart ached at seeing his lover so depressed. “I have to do something. I can't stand to see him like this anymore.”

A sigh echoed into the phone. “I know you love him, Derek. But don't you think doing this would hurt him more?”

“I have a plan.”

“So you've said.”

Derek let out a low growl. “Lydia. Will you help me or not?”

He shifted on his feet impatiently during the long pause. “Okay, fine.”