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AFTER WE GOT cleaned up, we decided to go back to her place, which was only about ten miles away from me. It was small, but nice, although I’d imagined her living in more expensive digs, considering her father was an ex-pro football player. But it was cozy and feminine, like her.
“I’m going to take a shower. Would you like a beer?” she asked when we were in her bedroom.
“Maybe just one. I’ve got to pick Phalen up early tomorrow. I don’t want to be hungover.”
She smiled at me. “Okay. You want any snacks? Chips or anything.”
“I’ll save my appetite for you,” I teased.
Sage chuckled.
After grabbing me a beer from the kitchen, she disappeared into the bathroom.
I lay back on the bed and turned on the television. When I heard the sound of the water running, I decided
