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It wasn't the intrusive glow of light seeping through the curtains that awoke him, though it should have.
It wasn't the rush of warm air that followed through the usually closed window that awoke him, though it should have.
It wasn't even the soft and gentle brush of a gloved hand against his cheek that awoke him, though it should have.
It was the pressing of gentle lips upon his cheek and a rough voice calling to him that did finally wake him.
"Your security sucks Grayson"
