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Life Could Be a Dream

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They got back to the hotel later than ideal. 

It was ill-advised to have spent so much time with a client right after a job, but it would have been worse to spurn his hospitality and risk offending him before his deposit hit their account.

Cobb kept slotting the key card in the door and trying the handle, but all it did was beep at him.

Arthur placed his hand over Cobb's. Cobb yielded the card. It opened for Arthur.

Cobb returned the favor a little while later by removing Arthur's tie, slowly and deliberately, careful not to ruin the fabric.

The next touch they shared was Arthur's hand on the small of Cobb's back as he sidled past him brushing his teeth.

Their last touch of the evening was a kiss goodnight.