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She hesitated for a few seconds. “Can I go home with you tonight?” Putting my arm around her, I drew her in close. I didn’t care if it wasn’t professional. And when she melted against me, I stopped worrying about whether she wanted this from me. “Of course.” I kissed the top of her still-damp head. “Come stay at my place.” “Thank you.” I just squeezed her. Anything for you, Cameron. Anything.
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