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20 “You’re not my mate.”
Deni “You can take the bed,” I say to Haven as I plan to sleep on the floor. I walk to the closet that’s on the opposite side the bed to see if they have any extra blankets. I open it and then stare at the pitiful thing they left in there. I don’t even think I can call it a blanket. It is a thin thing that could be used for chilly night. Shit…I think I’m screwed. I clench my jaw turning back to the bed. Or maybe I should try the only couch in the room. It was small. I will definitely wake up with my back broken tomorrow. Okay…what to do now? “The bed is big enough. You don’t have to sleep on the floor,” Haven says coming to behind stand me. I can feel his body like a furnace behind me. He looks into the closet over my shoulder. “I don’t think the blanket will be enough even if you
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