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“Do you have everything?” Sam asked from where he was sprawled on my bed.
“You haven’t told me where we’re going. How do I know if I have everything?”
“We have our first day off since Christmas, Lark. Who cares where we’re going?”
When Toby had confirmed that we’d finally get a much-needed day off, Sam had immediately stepped into action, telling me that he was going to steal me and to not make any plans. True to my word, no plans. I’d let him do everything.
“How much more stuff do you need for one day?” he grumbled.
“A lot,” I said.
I grinned at him and then threw in the only little lacy bit I’d brought with me from home. My hopes were up that we were going to finally seal the deal now that we were going away. We’d been fooling around for a while. Done everything but s*x, and I w
