Roger laughed down the line, and I found the corner of my mouth twitching, though I abruptly put a stop to that. “What can I do for you?” I asked, unsure why he'd be calling me. “And how the hell did you get my number?” I heard what sounded like water running. “Oh, well, I got it from your phone while you were asleep, of course.” “Roger!” “Settle down, I didn't look at any of those nudes that were saved in your private folder, I swear!” “ROGER!” I shouted, my mouth falling open. My cheeks heated as I thought of the very erotic images I’d saved that Fischer had sent me over the years, as well
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