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She tossed and turned in her sleep a few times, but within minutes I had passed out myself.

The room was dark when I woke up. The clock said 10:26 p.m. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. Damn, I’d needed that sleep. I got up to use the bathroom and when I returned, Lacey was awake. She’d turned on the bedside lamp and was sitting up in bed.

When I asked, she said she felt better, and she definitely looked better. She drank some ginger ale and crackers and then disappeared into the bathroom with her suitcase and toiletries while I ordered us some room service.

Our meal arrived by the time she’d finished showering. She came out of the bathroom, wrapped in the white bathrobe, looking much better.

“I thought you had to catch a flight home?” She asked between spoonfuls of chicken noodle soup.

I was busy devouring the chicken dinner I’d ordered. “I decided to stay the night and leave in the morning. I wasn’t sure you were going to pull through with all that moaning and groaning you were doing.”

She sagged against her chair. “I’m sorry. God, I wasn’t sure I was going to pull through, either. I think I’m done drinking. At least for a very long time.”

Disbelief tinged my reply. “Everyone says that.”

Her muted laugh proved she didn’t quite believe it, either. “I’m really embarrassed you saw me like that.”

“Drunk? Or hungover?”

“Yep. Both.” She was studying her soup like it was the most fascinating thing.

I’d never seen her before when she wasn’t absolutely put together, and I knew she must be feeling vulnerable. I wanted to let her off the hook. “You’re an adorable drunkard.”

Her cheeks flushed. “Now that you know I’m not going to aspirate on my own vomit, you should go out. You don’t have to babysit me. Go gamble or hit the town. I don’t want you to feel like you’re stuck here with me.”

Did she want me to leave? There was the gigantic elephant in the room from what happened last night that made our interactions slightly awkward, but I wasn’t going to let her shoo me away. “I had enough excitement last night. And I’m going to get up early and drive home. So I rather take it easy tonight.”

“You’re driving? Can I go with you?”

I liked the idea of having her company for the four-plus hour drive. “I want to leave by 7 o’clock. Are you good with that?”

“Yeah. That’s fine.”

“Okay.” I agreed. “We’ll grab breakfast and then hit the road.”

“Do you miss Kody?” Her voice was soft and understanding.

“Yeah.” I pushed my empty plate aside. “I told him I was going to be home to tuck him into bed tonight. I’m sure he’s fine, but I don’t like to go back on my word.”

“You’re a good dad.” The compliment was sincere and the accompanying smile friendly, yet it took my breath away. It lit up the room like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day.

Her praise meant a lot to me. Why? I don’t fucking know. I grunted out a thanks and began cleaning up my meal.

Neither of us was tired after our dinner, so we decided to watch a movie. It was a political thriller, which seemed like a safe, neutral pick until a steamy sex scene filled the TV screen. Under normal circumstances, I would have acted on my horny impulses with any other attractive woman, but things were decidedly awkward between us.

After the movie, she retreated to the bathroom to get ready for bed. She was still wearing the robe when she exited and by the time I’d brushed my teeth and washed my face, she was in bed and under the covers.

This was a bit awkward. “Do you mind if I sleep in the bed? I’ll keep my clothes on and stay on my side.”

Lacey scoffed. “I think we’re beyond pretending that it’s more scandalous to share a bed while sleeping than whatever else we’ve recently gotten up to.”

At least she was joking about it.

She turned her back to me and closed her eyes. Faintly disappointed, I pulled off my shirt, turned off the light, and climbed into the king-sized bed.

There was plenty of room between us. I shouldn’t have napped earlier, because I wasn’t tired and sleep wasn’t going to come easily. I stayed awake for a long time.

When I woke up, she was curled up in my arms. Jesus, I could get used to this. She was warm and soft; her head resting on my chest, our legs entwined. She was not going to be happy when she awoke, but I wasn’t about to move. I’d bask in this heaven for as long as I could. Unfortunately, a certain part of my body was enjoying it too much. My cock was hard as steel, and my thoughts were taking a decidedly x-rated turn.

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