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Heath leaned forward and set his empty plate on the coffee table. After they showered, Vivi had thrown together some sandwiches. They were in the living room on the couch. Jax had curled up in the corner and was busy grooming himself after coming in drenched from the rain. Vivi stood and picked up Heath’s plate, carting it into the kitchen along with hers. She returned with a bottle of wine and two glasses. He watched while she filled them, her damp hair falling over her shoulders as she leaned forward. She’d changed into a pair of swingy cotton pants and a sweatshirt. He’d run out to his truck to grab the change of clothes he kept there. He’d been doing construction long enough to know it was smart to keep something clean on hand, so he was in a faded pair of jeans and a clean flannel
