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I’h tongue lapping just behind my ear It tickles, and there’s a smile on my face before I even opento find warly atback at -whiskered, fluffy white face

Meow

I feel another wet tongue on lance down to see a brown-and-black calico practicallylove to my knee My throat feels dry and a little sore--probably fro I force down a s and look back at the snohite fluff ball curled beside my head

"You must be Edward" I assume because of his pale coat, as opposed to the feline farther doho’s probably Jacob, because his fur ishorrified that I know that

I scratch the cat’s head and sit up, rubbingfor Kennedy

And I see a note on the bedside table, propped against the lao into the office See you in court this afternoon

A note? Is she fucking kidding? After last night--the kissing, the grinding, the plethora of goddaet a note?

I don’t think so Not At All

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I stoh my front door and take a shower in record ti at ht before he goes full-out Hulk I shove an orab my briefcase, and march out the door withfrom my neck

Tenthe door behind htly frohs on round rules?"

Kennedy’s sht to bewildered "What?"

I stalk her slowly, purposefully "You’re a Yale graduate, so you must understand the concept The only conclusion I can co" I lean over her, and the pulse at her neck thrums faster "And broken rules have consequences, little rebel"