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I had never slept next to a woman before, although plenty of them had shared my bed for a few hours of mutual pleasure. But having one snoring softly next to me was completely foreign to me. Not that I didn’t like it because I did. Taylors body was warm and soft against mine, but it would take some getting used to.
I was betting it would be better if she didn’t smell vaguely of vomit but even with it, there was something oddly comforting about hearing her breath in the darkness.
Hell, I wasn’t even sure if sliding my body in next to hers was the right thing to do. She had been rightfully freaked out when she realised whose bed she was in for the first time, what would she do if she woke up to me curled around her body?
Staring straight up at the low ceiling I held my breath, m
