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“You look cute in my T-shirt,” he says as he takes me in

“I didn’t think you’d mind” I’d nosily poked around his dresser drawers for one while he snored away the earliest of the early- hours

“Of course not,” he says with a playful sh “I like you better out of clothes, though”

God, I like hi

I’m still not quite sure how to reconcile in s have o, I couldn’t stand hile in for the long haul Erik has definitely done all the right things and there’s no doubt in my o

“You look tired,” Erik says, drawingthe skin under one eye, perhaps tracing a dark circle there “You should sleep some more”

“I can’t,” I tell hih “I’m one of those people that once I’m up, I’m up”

“Want some coffee?”

“Sure,” I say and put my hands to the pavers to push h to stop et it How do you take it?”

“Black”

He puts his hand over the center of his chest and shootslook “A woman after my own heart”

I watch Erik until he disappears into the house, s on both the inside and out I’ on between us right now In fact, soet stuck in the ood Not after I’d abandoned my family for riches and fame in LA

It’s an old guilt that just won’t seeo away

Erik returns a few rant black coffee He hands me a cup and then carefully sits back down besidea tiny sip of the hot liquid “Wow, that’s good”

Erik set a chance to talk o?”

I wrinkle et A bunch of rich old men who liked to pat my ass every time I walked by”

“What the fuck?” Erik growls so fiercely I jerk back ide eyes “They touched you?”

“It’s part of the territory doing these private charters for men so rich, they can do whatever they want”