Stacy—Who else would I have said it to? (1)

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If I died after waking up next to him that morning, it'd have been with a smile on my face. We hadn't been asleep for nearly long enough, so I didn't know what I was doing with my eyes open, but I just couldn't keep them off him. "Time to get ready. Shower's free," said Willow, her fist pounding on the bedroom door, bringing me back to my senses. "Be right out," I said, right before he grabbed me and pulled me into his arms. "Loud. Sleeping here," he mumbled into my hair. "I guess I'll go and shower first," I whispered, lying perfectly still as his warmth enveloped me while he spooned me. "Now you're just being a tease. Like I'm going to miss that," he said, coming alive slowly, nuzzling my neck. "We'll shower soon." "There absolutely will be no we in that shower. I'm f*****g sore al

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