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The vigorous sex in the bathtub lasted for how many hours until Yvette felt the ache in her body and just stopped, knowing that she had another scheduled for tomorrow that she needed to attend to.

When she went out, her team was in their rooms to rest. Clyde followed her to her room as they both changed clothes.

"I don't have any," Clyde whispered in his weak voice, indicating that he was tired and sleepy.

Yvette was in her walk-in closet when he came in, with only a towel wrapped around his waist. She could feel his intensity while trying to find a nightgown she could wear.

"You should have brought your things with you." She almost stuttered when, in the middle of her talking, Clyde caressed the side of her waist until he slowly wrapped it around her waist and rested his head on her shoulder as he yawned.

"Mm... let me borrow from your clothes. Just the plain T-shirts and some pajamas," he murmured sleepily.

Yvette froze a bit as she could see in her peripheral vision how Clyde looke