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After that night, Dwight and Maggie got together every chance they could. After every game, she’d skip down from her second-floor office and meet him for dinner. Sometimes they didn’t make it out of the stadium, and would end up in some forgotten corner of the building, naked. Usually they went to Dwight’s barebones condo, because there they could be private and make all the noise they wanted. But occasionally Maggie insisted they go to her place. She didn’t like abandoning Nina, who was losing heart about her relationship with Jim Lieberman.
“He never Skypes me anymore,” she wailed over takeout barbecue they’d picked up at the Smoke Pit. “I told him it doesn’t matter how late, but he keeps falling asleep and forgetting.”
Dwight tried to calm her down. “He’s in the Bigs now, he has a
