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“Wow. You haven’t done shit in here. Nothing beyond what came with the cabin when you moved in.”

“I wasn’t sure how long I was staying.” He shrugged.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I didn’t know how I’d gel with the rest of the Shadows.”

“And now?”

“You handed me a DAMC cut and I accepted it. What do you think?”

“I think you’re still in your probationary period. Don’t get too comfortable,” Vi warned.

“You must have forgotten to tell me about that just like the Christmas bonuses.”

“It must have slipped my mind.” She glanced over at the open doorway. “You don’t want to close the door?”

“No, I want to be able to hear if anyone knocks.”

That wasn’t it. “No, you want to be able to hear if anyone breaks a window, or kicks down the door.” That was actually a smart move.

“Damn. Busted,” he echoed.

“But so much for more door sex.”

“Swing sex. Door sex. We could do shower sex next if you prefer to be more non-traditional.”

“Shower sex isn’t as great as everyone pretends it to be.”

“Sounds like you’re speaking from experience.”

“I am.” She cocked an eyebrow at him. “Do you want more details?”

“I’ll survive without them, but thanks for thinking of me.”

“If you ever want to hear the story, just say the word.”

“So, floor sex? Ceiling sex? On the dresser?”

Vi warned, “If you scratch the dresser, I’ll take it out of your security deposit.”

“Good thing that doesn’t exist. Just like the probationary period and Christmas bonuses.”

“Won’t you feel like a fool when you unwrap your generic jelly set this Christmas?” she asked.

“When I do, I’ll eat crow.”

“Please don’t eat Crow. That would make you a cannibal and he’ll probably fight back. Let’s go for the boring choice, the bed.”

“Bed it is, then.”

“Why are you still dressed?”

“I’m too busy staring at you.”

“Well, I want to stare at you. So, chop-chop!” She emphasized the last two words with claps.

“What the fuck did I get myself into?” he muttered.