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I stared at the door for long moments as the sound of the slam finally stopped ringing in my ears. Had that really just happened? I...I was at a loss. I didn't need a vibrator. Hell, I could use about a gallon of ice cream, really. But neither would be happening. I hadn't been lying. I did have to work in the morning. Prowling Chaos every night for a hookup was getting exhausting. And none of them were any good anyways. Tonight wasn't any better. No, tonight had just been the cherry on the top of my particular s**t cake. Cake. Now, I wanted some of Willow's cupcakes. I set the alarm on my security system. Reset all of my deadbolts. Setting the anti-burglar bar under the doorknob, I made sure it was secure before heading back to my bedroom. I was tempted to just grab a blanket and sleep