MALIYAH
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Dana's call shattered the peaceful cocoon of sleep. I blinked against the sunlight spilling through the curtains, feeling Rich’s warmth leech away as I rolled out of his embrace to pick up my ringing cell phone from the bedside table.
Or should I say Rich’s spare phone that he gave to me yesterday since I had refused to let him get me a new one?
Memories of the night played in my mind—soft laughter and the heavy comfort of each other’s presence after a long day with the kids. We had an intimate night without s*x; we simply slept in each other’s arms.
“Hey, Dana,” I mumbled, fighting the lingering heaviness in my eyelids, my voice thick with sleep.
“Good morning, my Milan Queen!” she chirped, the brightness of her voice cutting through the fog in my mind. I groaned softly a
