Chapter 1:52: Not The Sausage I Wanted

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Regina It was like waking up in a dream. I was warm and comfortable, strong arms were wrapped around me. I felt safe, loved, protected. In fact, the words were whisping around my head… I love you. I knew he hadn’t really spoken them, it was just memory and reality dancing a sleepy waltz together in my head. Slowly, the reality of the morning began to invade. I became aware of the fact that I had to pee, urgently. And besides that, someone had really bad breath. But wait a minute. If Jeff was at my back, then who was breathing in my face? I peeled open my sticky eyelids and found myself nose-to-nose with Otis, who had planted his front feet on the mattress beside me, and had his shaggy head lowered to mine like he was just checking to make sure I was still breathing. When he rea

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