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My brain was still circling the phrase “hot little womb” and wondering if I was offended or aroused by it—but when he began listing the things I might want, I stiffened. “How about a training space and some equipment for exercising?” I asked. He quirked an eyebrow. “You want to exercise?” “I enjoy it. It calms me. When I don’t burn enough energy I get a bit savage.” “More savage than last night?” “Much more.”
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