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Rowan, having found the new clothes Declan had bought me, dumped them in a pile on my side of the bed. I grabbed one of the bras and a pair of panties, then hesitated only a moment before dropping the duvet that Kieran had wrapped me in. Fuck it. Modesty be damned. Rowan was right - we needed to hurry. "What about the other two?" I asked, tugging on a purple V-neck tee and black jeans. I perched on the bed to put on socks and sneakers. Kieran found the closet and yanked it open. Finding some jackets, he pulled two off their hangars. I noticed for the first time that he'd put on a shirt at some point - a long sleeved olive Henley that stretched tight across his chest and arms. Hiking boots on his feet. Kieran pulled a University of Maine hoodie over his head. The black zip-up sweatshir