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CHAPTER 24
Chance pulled a suit from his closet and laid it over the end of the bed where Melora lazed beneath the blankets.
“Babe, I’ll be back Wednesday evening. We can have a late dinner.”
A pair of shorts, track pants, t-shirts, and socks were stacked randomly within his case. Straightening the lot, Chance caught the languid stretch of a pale arm by the headboard, the shifting of a slender leg. That image made him consider shoving the whole packing mess to the floor and using the bed for the purpose it was intended.
“How is it I’ve gotten spoiled on you in only one month?” came the quiet purr from amid the sheets. “Five days is so long… it’s an eternity… it’s living without air.”
He smiled, taking her pout for the stroke to his
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