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Daphne I hit the floor so hard I think I bounced. I lay there for a stunned moment, not quite understanding where I was or what had happened. As the fog of sleep cleared from my mind, I took into account a few essential facts. First, I was completely naked, and more than a little bit sore, in the most delicious way. Not to mention, a little bit sticky between my legs. Second, I was on the floor, while Nate was still on the bed looking both alarmed and confused. He was also gloriously naked. “Oh, Jeezus Daphne, I’m sorry,” He groaned as he rolled into a sitting position and scrubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands. “I was dreaming and… s.hit.” He stood, and quickly bent to help me up from the floor. “It’s okay,” I said, rubbing the hip that had taken the most abuse in the fa