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Cam woke up the next morning tangled in Smith’s arms. Not a bad way to wake up. She checked her phone. s**t. It was 10 and she’d agreed to meet her friends for lunch at 11.
Cam nudged Smith awake.
“Huh?” He rubbed his stubble sleepily.
“Smith! Can you drop me off somewhere? I’ll never make it in time if I take public transit.”
Smith kissed her, then shushed her and closed his eyes.
Cam laughed. “No, you’re not going back to sleep!”
Smith opened one eye. “Call my driver.”
“To drop me off to a ladies' lunch?”
“Sure, I’ll okay it.” He rolled over.
Cam sighed. She imitated picking up a phone. “Hi, yeah, I’d like to order a car. My boss, who’s naked in my bed, says it’s okay.”
Smith sat up. “Hmnmpf. You win. Where do you need to go?”
Cam smiled.
Thirty minutes later, Smith pulle
