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I rolledher clothes wouldto climb inside doll clothes Instead I’d look at the shirts in the dresser upstairs Maybe I could find so that would work

Owen followed me up the stairs and into the tiny bedrooht before The sheets were still scattered fro tussle and I felt the heat creep up my neck and into my cheeks It was followed by a sh the chest of drawers

I certainly had tried so new today

Owen closed the door and walked past me to look out the s that faced the street He tucked his hands in his front pockets, the dwindling sun casting shadows across his jaw and sharp cheek bones His eyes were scanning the street, but I could tell that his mind was elsewhere

I stacked a wife-beater tank top and a blue button up shirt on top of the dresser The top draas filled with neatly rolled socks and folded boxers The thought of clean socks washt as well take the socks" Owen’s voice cut through the quiet room

I looked at him and frowned

"It just seeross What if he had toenail fungus?"

"You had sex in his bed" Owen pulled his hands froe shifted as hethe old man’s socks would be any nored the heat that was suffusingin much lower places

"I really enjoy the way your cheeks turn pink when I ed out that last word and aze "Like just now Just the wordfun of s refused to behave

"No No, I’ her "I like the way you blush when I say sex because I know you’re thinking about having sex with ht, love?"

I wanted to be coy, to rattle off some sort of sophisticated answer, but my mouth betrayed my brain

"Yes" I licked ainst this dresser, ainst the wooden furniture so that e