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“You can’t go in there, dude.” Wes stuck his arm out in front of him, barring Jazz from the door. Not that it probably mattered -- Devin hadn’t let anyone in or out of that room for the past twenty-four hours. But if he couldn’t stop Jazz now…


Jazz placed his hands on his hips, his lip catching between his teeth for just a moment before he frowned up at Wes’s stony expression. “Why not?” he challenged, raising an eyebrow.


Wes glanced back at the door, then used his long, skinny limbs to corral Jazz backwards towards the room they'd been standing in, just moments ago... )
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The last chapter! And we topped out at just over 60k words...There's smut in this part, too. :)
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“You’re alone,” Savin said, looking up from his book as Jazz slipped through the front door. He squinted at the empty space beside Jazz. “Why are you alone?”

 

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No sex in this chapter, 'cept for some implied adult fun between Jazz and Savin... But Jazz gives Devin a run for his money, during their next Presidential Dinner...
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It was not a conversation that was easy to have, Jazz found. The week came and went, another dinner done and another night spent in bed with Devin -- this time in Jazz’s, just like he suggested the week before. And during the ride back to Devin’s place, Jazz couldn’t bring himself to discuss the future of his relationship of sorts with Devin.


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Just a heads' up that this part earns the "Explicit" rating, for sure. Jazz and Devin weren't going to let me go through this whole AU without them fucking, I swear to you...
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When Jazz finally arrived at his car, he noticed Devin was already sitting in the passenger seat, his head tipped back and his eyes closed. Blinking, he approached the car slowly and opened the driver’s side door. “I’m sorry that took me so long,” he said, settling into the driver’s seat.


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This thing is getting so out of hand I can't even with myself. But it's helping me produce words? lolol
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Jazz struggled to catch his breath, wiping his hand off on his long-since discarded shirt. Even with his eyes closed, he could just imagined the pleased look making its way across Savin’s face.

 

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This AU got a bit out of hand and it's been my first "large" project of 2017... 
Part One


“Why are you smiling at me like that?” Jazz asked, raising an eyebrow. He leaned back against the couch, bringing his laptop closer.


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“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Jazz groaned into his phone, adjusting his tie as he stared at himself in the mirror. “Why the fuck do I need to hire a date?”


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