“Back again, huh?” Pru smirked at him as she pulled the door wider to let him into the house, but there was no malice in it.
“Best coffee in town,” Xander declared easily, heading straight for the kitchen in what had become a routine over the past week.
“Right, it’s the coffee,” Pru said. “I’ll pretend to believe that.”
Kennedy rose from the table when he came into the room, moving straight into his arms. “Morning.” Her voice was rough, her body pliant and sleepy against his. Not surprising since she’d been getting up to see him before he went on shift. That meant barely more than five hours of sleep last night. He knew, because he’d followed her home around two. And that just made him think about everything they’d done when she got off her shift at Elvira’s. His c**k twitched.
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