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RUBY JUNE I woke up the following morning still nestled in Charles’ arms. He held me so close as if he never wanted to let go. But as I gazed at his gorgeous face, the bedroom door suddenly burst open, and a figure strode in. Startled, I kicked Charles away, sending both of us tumbling to the floor. “Well, well, well… what do we have here?” the man said with a cocky smile. “No, it’s not what you think,” I stammered, scrambling to my feet. Charles, half awake, looked utterly confused, glancing between me and the intruder. “What’s going on here?” Charles asked, his voice thick with sleep. The man shrugged. “I don’t know, man. Shouldn’t I be asking you that? After all, you said nothing was going on between you two, yet here you are, in bed together.” I raised my hands defensively. “I’m