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Chapter 17 The Phone Call
YENA But Nolan wasn’t actually up for it that night. He’d had too much wine, I came to realize. He got kind of childlike and cuddly. He wouldn’t stop telling me I was beautiful. I took the drunken compliments with a grain of salt. But I couldn’t help enjoying this side of him. It was cute. He wrapped us up together in one of the satin sheets, pulled it tight and held me close. He passed out holding me, with my head smashed into his chest. I’m pretty sure he fell asleep while sniffing my hair. I wriggled out of the bear hug and got myself a little more comfortable. He hugged me back into him, as tightly as I’d let him. The passion and tension I had with this man could be exhilarating. But it was exhausting, too. This felt nice tonight. His guard was down. He was being affection
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