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My eyes blink open, and her sli, chestnut waves move over her breasts, covered in that white sweater She stopsently

“Beautiful htly touchesLet ht”

For a whole half-second in the di, broaves distract ine therip her small waist, and as she leans forward, I catch the scent of honeysuckle

I’ out a response “I’ll be across the hall,” is as good as it gets

The nextat ht of the hallway “What the fuck?”

“I’ht” I push past hi with me “Can I borrow a shirt? And a toothbrush?”

He stands for a moment, brow furrowed A quick sweep of s “You should be able to find whatever you need in the guest room Nobody ever sleeps there, but I use it for overflow”

“Thanks” I start for the door, but Mariska’s with us, wrapped in a silk robe, her hair messy

“Are you spending the night?” she whispers “Let me move my art supplies”

I step back and let her pass, catching Stuart’s eyes on her ass

“Art,” I say, since we’reeach other

“She’s taking a class in nudes this semester” An expression flickers in his eyes

My broers “If I see you nude, I’ll kick your ass”

“Grow up” But he can’t stop his grin “It’s art

“As if your ego could get any bigger”