"Yeah - nope - I didn't get a word of that, Matthew," Cassidy grunted. He lifted a hand and groped at the back of Matt's scalp, his fingers curling in the short hairs. He let his face drift toward Matt's, until he could feel the puffs of breath against his skin.
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"You talkin' dirty t'me in French? Eh?"