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Visions, Visitations, and Nightmares
“Crap, we’re late!” Yolanda expected someone to interrupt their sleep with some urgent news or need.
“What? What do you mean we’re late?” Ian sat up and watched her run into the bathroom.
“I forgot to set my alarm last night. Damn it. There’s a meeting right now.” Ian raised an eyebrow at the open bathroom door.
“Well, lucky for us then. You didn’t check the time, did you?” Now he couldn’t help but smile at the door.
“What do you mean?” Toothbrush in her mouth, Yolanda moved into the doorway.
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