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“Not to be a buzzkill,” Jake told her when she opened her eyes the next morning, “but we’re late.”
“Excuse me? What?” She sat up and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. How had she gotten under the covers? She didn’t really remember much after the third explosion of bliss. Had she just drifted off? Without her usual hour or so of trying to get her brain to wind down? “What happened?”
“The usual thing that happens after a night of incredible s*x. Sleep. How are you feeling?”
She blinked at him. “How should I be feeling?”
“I’m hoping you feel great. Just checking. I’m also hoping that you’re ready to get up, because we’re late for a family meeting.”
“Oh.” She snuggled back onto the pillow. “I’m not family. I’ll stay here and hold down the fort.”
“Is that what you call this? I would h
