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ROWAN
"How many do you have?"
"A whole pack."
"Good, I will take it. The whole pack," he says.
He manages to roll off me so I can get up and head to the kitchen.
Rummaging through the cupboards, I find the pack as well as a bag of salted chips.
"Couldn't hurt," I mutter.
I walk back to the room and see him still sprawled the same way I left him.
I smile in quiet pride at that. I did that, made him that exhausted. Such wonder the knowledge of that does to me.
I strut to the bed and dump the pack of protein bars on him.
"That's yours, this is mine," I say as I hold up the chips.
"Fine by me," he responds and we both sign in.
Sex is exhausting. Who knew? Not me.
Clearly, I have been doing something wrong. Or having the wrong partners
Anyway, we are both so starved that we d
