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It was past ten o’clock when Dane awoke. The first thing she expected was to feel the nasty throb of a hangover pounding inside her skull. To her amazement, there wasn’t one.
“Huh. That’s a first. I wonder if it’s because I cut off the drinking when I did, or if I ate enough to soak up the alcohol.” Unconsciously, she raised a hand to her temple, barely touching the band-aid. “I wonder if this implant might have had something to do with that?”
Rolling out of bed, she made her way to the bathroom and turned on the shower. She reached for the bottom of her blouse to pull it up over her head when she paused. Did she have a renter this morning? Her instinct was to go find her phone and check, but mentally she shrugged. “If I do, this won’t be the first time they’ll experience me tak
