Breakfast in bed

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~ SIENNA ~ What does spending a day at home with your newly divorced husband and his mistress look like? I didn’t know and I didn’t want to find out, so the second my eyes fluttered open, I jumped out of bed. My new tattoo stung a bit, reminding me to move more carefully. Fortunately, I still remembered the tattoo care rules from the first time I got one and combined with the extra research I did, I was taking care of it as best as I could; cleaning with scentless soap, applying ointment, wearing loose-fitting clothes — as usual. I was tempted to look in the mirror to see how it was healing but that would mean seeing Gavin’s name so I stopped myself. I had been careful to hide the horrendous tattoo from Harry. If he saw it — another man’s name on my waist barely a day after I signed

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