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I smiled as I tidied the kitchen, remembering how Marshall had laughed at my attempt to cook anything. I smiled at the flowers on my table and at the silly little balloon. I smiled as I recalled what he’d done to me. Once on the back of the sofa, and the second time in my bed. I swear I could still feel him inside me . . . I smiled as I got into my sister’s car.
EWB: Enemies With Benefits
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