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I could pretend that I was asleep, but what if it was important? I cleared my throat and tried to sound normal and not completely breathless from writing a s*x scene with him in it. "Hey." “Sorry to bother you, but I couldn’t sleep and I was working. I wondered if you could email me a head count of the Moon Witches who might be interested in moving to the town immediately, so we have an idea of what kind of numbers we're looking at." I relaxed. Of course he was working. “I can do that." "It doesn't need to be tonight." "It's fine. I couldn't sleep either." He paused. “What are you doing?” “Also working,” I said, a bit too quickly. "I'm putting together a slideshow of the photos I took." "I can't wait to see it." There was another pause. "I’ll let you get back to work then. I’ll see
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