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Chapter 5-2
“I don’t do relationships, Victoria,” I warn. “They’re not for me.” She stands and laughs. “Don’t worry, I don’t either. But I’m always down for a good fuck.” The words that leave her mouth don’t shock me, and I think I might’ve found the female version of myself. “Guess we’re on the same page then.” “Absolutely.” She shoots me a wink, grabs her s**t, then leaves. I get up, close the curtains, take some of the ibuprofen I keep in my travel bag, then go back to sleep. An hour later, housekeeping barges into my room with me sleeping butt-a*s n***d. She’s more than embarrassed, and I try to laugh it off as I pull the sheets up to my chest. After she profusely apologizes, the woman leaves, and I sit up, rubbing my hand over my face. Needing to fully wake up and wash the smell of Victoria o
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