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He reached out and touched her hand, rubbing it softly. “Well, you’re not wrong,” he said. Stormy laid next to him, still entirely naked, looking like a Greek goddess. She pulled the blanket over her upper half and sat there smugly. “You’re going to have to get used to saying that with me,” she snickered. Trigg chuckled, rolling onto his side. He propped up his good arm to gaze at her transcendent beauty. “Tell me something,” he said, admiring her form. “Hmm?” Trigg touched her forearm, moving it in circles lightly. He loved watching the goosebumps rise on her lovely skin. “What is your favorite movie?” Stormy let out a cute snort. “I wasn’t expecting you to ask me that at all,” she said. “Fess up then,” Trigg said with a smile. Stormy gazed up to the ceiling while Trigg contin
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