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Ian put down his beer and laughed. “I swear Professor; you have the most unique way of looking at things.”
Charlie flushed and took a sip of his beer.
“Everything is numbers.”
Ian laughed again.
“So you say.”
He then grew serious and leaned towards Charlie, one hand reaching out to brush his cheek.
“So what kind of numbers would this be?
Charlie leaned into Ian’s hand.
“I don’t know yet. Let’s see.”
Then he leaned closer and pressed his lips to Ian’s.
It was slow and tender. Charlie moaned softly and then sighed as Ian drew away slowly.
“Perfect.”