Carlos hummed. He then grinned. “What, you don’t want people stealing your erotic literature?” he asked. Then he laughed. “I’m kidding – I’m absolutely kidding,” he said quickly.
“Somethin’ like that, yeah.” He snorted, a grin spreading across his face. “Actually, that might just be one’a the things I wouldn’t mind sharin’. I like spreading the love, so to speak.”
“I’m pretty sure erotica isn’t written with ‘love’ in mind,” Carlos told him with an amused smile. “‘Lust’ and ‘fun’, more like it, huh?” He removed another part from the terminal – the hard drive. He was extra careful setting it down out of the way so it wouldn’t accidentally get nudged or hit.
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