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⊰ 27 ⊱ Release and Remorse
I groan out of my sleep, turning in the softness of the sheets. As I inhale deeply, the familiar scent of sandalwood and something uniquely Cade envelopes me. My eyes flutter open, taking in the sleek modern lines of the bedroom.
Where am I?
I lay on my back for a while longer, taking in the familiar room.
This is Cade’s room. Oh my God, I’m in Cade’s house…again.
I sit up slowly, glancing down at the awfully comfortable and oversized t-shirt skimming my thighs. It’s Cade’s—Cade’s shirt. A quick assessment tells me that aside from the slight headache, I’m surprisingly hangover-free.
Small mercies.
Memories of last night come rushing back, fragmented and hazy. The club, the drinks, the phone call. Cade coming to get me, the feel of his hands on my skin as he helped me into the car.
Oh God, I got sick in front of him…
Mortification w
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