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Wyatt
I woke up, feeling stiff and sore in all the right places, and feeling loose and relaxed in all the others. A smile sprung to my face without conscious thought as I rolled over and saw Tori lying next to me, her auburn hair a total mess spread across my sheets. The covers did nothing to hide the elegant curve of her frame and the tops of her breasts that were peeking out in a seductive, pinch-me way.
I decided to give the poor woman time to sleep and slowly shifted out of bed, trying not to wiggle too much. I’ll make her breakfast in bed. Then maybe she’ll see me as more than a one-night-stand. As I made my way into the kitchen, my bare feet padding quietly across the apartment, the grin I had on my face all morning widened. I got Tori Elliott to come home with me. I didn’t even
