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He hadn't intended for them to stay in bed all night. In fact, he'd intended to show her the rest of the photos from the shoot. He'd actually developed the ones with models in them first so that he could savour the ones he truly cared about. With one exception. The photo he’d taken of Dana just before she shifted was his favourite. The moment he’d seen it developed, he’d known that he needed a large print to hang in his room, even if he did hope to have the real woman waking up in his bed every morning.
Thinking of her, he turned to see her sprawled across the bed, the sheet only barely covering her. He laid back, relaxing into the cushions, reflecting on how happy he’d be doing this for the rest of his life. It was a good job she was his now. That way he wouldn’t have to ever be rid o
