I gently lift her into my arms and carry her inside and straight to my room. Laying her on my bed, I remove her shoes and pull the blankets up, tucking them just under her shoulders. She looks so beautiful and innocent with her soft curls fanning my pillow and her hand resting against her forehead. I could stare at her all night, but I won’t. Trying to be as quiet as possible, I grab a pair of boxer briefs and move to leave the room, resigned to a night on the couch. Just before the door shuts behind me, Summer calls my name. When I look back, she’s moved to one side of the bed and has
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