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Looking down into Sissy’s face, J.J. eased her fall of dark hair away from the bruises that were now a rainbow of yellow and green to go along with the purple. The swelling had decreased considerably with the help of ibuprofen and ice. She could see out of both eyes, and claimed it didn’t hurt, much, to chew. Though he wanted to stay here with Sissy, he was needed at the Preserve. They were expecting him back today, and being short-handed, and with Ethan gone, he knew he should put in some hours. But with her warm, curvy body draped over his, her half-lidded gaze one of a woman sexually sated, it was tough to make himself slide out of bed.
“I’ll make breakfast after I shower. Eggs, toast, and tea will help keep you warm and be easy on your stomach,” he said, then kissed her gently bef
