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Camden
Katherine moved back in the next day. She slept in my bed. Well, truthfully, we’d slept very little those first few nights. But just having her there… it felt like a step in the right direction. I had told her I wanted her, and I’d meant it. I hadn’t known how much until I had her all the time.
“What are you daydreaming about, you sap?” Court asked as he stepped into the rec room on Thursday evening.
I glanced up at him and raised an eyebrow. “Watch it, Kensington.”
He just laughed at me and flopped into one of the poker chairs. Katherine had promised to be scarce during our monthly poker game. She’d headed out in skintight leggings and a sports bra a half hour ago. I’d nearly kept her inside and f****d her all evening instead of doing this. But I hosted every month. As much
