Twenty five

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The pillow had to made from the feathers of an actual animal or some material that had been designed to give good sleep, because the moment Maya’s head hit the bed…she almost slept. She would have slept, but her mind kept sprouting legs and wandering to places she did not deign. Like, how close she was to Brogan, and scenes in movies where the female character would toss and turn without being able to sleep, then go downstairs to the kitchen. She would find the male character there, suffering from the same sleeplessness and the undeniable chemistry between them would tear its head. They’d talk for a while, and end with a kiss…then maybe in bed. The next morning would then determine if they would pursue their feelings and or call it a mistake. But, she shared no chemistry with Brog

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