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Usually, Elena would wander downstairs in the tank top and baggy flannel pants she slept in as soon as she woke up, and get breakfast dressed that way. However, since she was now sharing a house with a man she barely knew, she figured that sort of ensemble probably wasn’t such a good idea. Glad that she’d put her toiletries in the guest bath almost as soon as she arrived here the day before, she laid out her clothes — jeans and sandals and a purple sleeveless top — and then opened the door to her bedroom just a crack so she could peer down the hall and get the lay of the land.
To her relief, Alessandro’s bedroom door was still closed. She couldn’t hear any water running, but she didn’t know whether that was because the master bath was far enough away that she wouldn’t be able to hear i
