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TWENTY-SIX “Sorry, I uh… got sidetracked,” Poppy said when she hopped back out onto the terrace. “I don’t even want to think about what you were doing,” Charley said as Poppy sat back down next to her. “I think I’ll go sit over there.” Charley got up to go and take a seat on the empty patio bed by Faye. “I showered,” Poppy said, thinking her damp hair should’ve betrayed that. “I’m not dirty.” “I bet your fiancé would beg to differ,” Primrose said, happy to tease her. “He is hot. No one can deny that.” “Uh, I can,” Charley said and shivered. “He’s just Turner.” Zoey laughed. “I know, it’s weird to think of him turning anyone on, isn’t it?” Charley made a sound of disgust. “Well, he turns me on,” Poppy said, proud of her man and her relationship. “Eight times last night and again be
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