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FIGHT THE INSTINCT
In the morning, I feel much better thanks to the pill letting me go back to sleep. Nicolet was gone when I woke. I guess she slipped out when she sensed my brain become aware. I hope she’s going to at least get a chance to feed before she has to be on duty. As I move around the suite taking care of Darcy and getting ready, I really feel good. In retrospect, I didn’t hurt nearly as much last night as I would have expected given all the dancing I did. Somehow, I got off easy.
I’m looking forward to brunch with Emma and pull on a sundress for the occasion. The tag says it’s some kind of stretch cotton. It’s eggshell white with green trim and I clip my still-damp hair away from my face. Standing back from the mirror, I appreciate the overall look and feel pretty. My ph
