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They shared a shower the next morning. Laurel had made the suggestion, a little surprised at her own boldness. But it was something she’d always wanted to do, and Jason hadn’t demurred. No, he’d been ready to climb into the large, glass-enclosed space and let the warm water sluice over both of them, washing away the scent of the previous night’s lovemaking…but not the sensation of closeness it had created.
Something did feel different this morning, although she couldn’t exactly put her finger on what it was, or why. Maybe it was only that they’d shared a second night together, and so were feeling as if they were settling down into a routine.
No, that wasn’t it. Last night had definitely been anything but routine.
A warmth filled her as she remembered the way he’d held her, had cares
