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It’s almost a shame he isn’t available. We’d probably make a great couple, although I never would have guessed it.
Cleaned up, I pull my underwear on.
“Taking off?” Clay asks.
“I’m exhausted. And I’ve got another busy day tomorrow.”
And I know he needs his alone time to relax.
He nods. “Me, too.”
I finish getting dressed. “Soft sheets and an extra pillow,” I tell him. “I think it’s going to blow your mind what a difference that makes.”
“Trust me, Nicholas. The sheets aren’t the thing that’s rocking my world.”
