hoof it up the stairs and do a pre-bed routine, but this time I shave the stubble that’s pebbling my chin. Sadie’s a soft girl with soft skin. I need to watch out for her. I grab some sweats and a hoodie and make my way to her room. She’s a motionless lump under the covers. I toss my clothes to the side, plug my phone in, and climb into bed. She makes a soft sound and rolls toward me. Gently, I push her until she’s lying on her back again, her slinged arm lying across her chest. I slide my arm under her head and draw her close until her side is flush with my front. One soft leg slips between
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