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Chapter Fifteen
Eudora shivered, half in fear, and half in excitement. She didn't even know what that meant, but it sounded intense. She wrapped the towel around herself and grabbed another to towel-dry her hair. She wrapped it around her head like a turban and escaped from the steamy bathroom. She had only the maroon baby doll nightgown to wear to sleep. She hadn't really thought about pajamas during their shopping spree. What would he think of her provocative night clothes? Would he think she was deliberately teasing him? Was she deliberately teasing him? She put it on, and then looked at herself in the mirror that was mounted beside the closet door. Good lord, she looked like a call-girl. "Uh... Jericho? Can I borrow a t-shirt to sleep in?" "Why, what’s -- Oh!" She tried to hide behind t
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