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CHAPTER73

Savannah

“Baby, wake up.”

Some sort of light penetrates my eyelids, so I squeeze my eyes shut harder.

“Come on, we gotta go.” King shakes my shoulder.

“What?” I press a hand over my eyes. “Go where?”

“You’ll see.”

I part my fingers and squint at him. “What time is it?”

He glances at the bedside clock. “Just after two.”

King doesn’t look upset, or worried. So, we’re not under attack, and the house isn’t burning down around us.

I drop my hand, annoyed. “What possible reason could you have for waking me up at two in the morning?”

“I owe you one.”

Sex?

“What are you––”

“Up.” King cuts me off.

“Fine.” I shove the covers off.

“You got five minutes.”

I stand next to the bed, narrowing my eyes at King who’s still in his black dress pants and black button up. “Have you not gone to bed?”

“Not yet.”

“Is something wrong?” I yawn through the question.

King bends down, putting his face near mine. “Four minutes, Savannah.”

I roll my eyes. “So bossy.” I shuffle toward the bathroom but stop. “What am I supposed to wear?”

We both look down at my skimpy pajama set. And I watch King’s tongue slide along his upper lip. “I’ll pick something out.”

I’m going to ask him what he means, but he turns away, heading into the closet.

Still half asleep, I quickly use the bathroom, and my toothbrush is still in my mouth when King steps into the bathroom.

I finish with my teeth, then hold out my hands for the clothes he picked.

He gives me a black knee-length jersey dress, but makes no moves to give me any more privacy.

“No bra?” I ask.

King shakes his head.

I yank off my sleep shirt and pull the dress on, then pull my sleep shorts down my legs.

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