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... s well as the smell of eggs.
Rowan sat behind me, my head laying gently in his lap as he absentmindedly stroked it back. He had a piece of paper in his hands that he was staring at intently and my first reaction was fear that he had somehow found my tests.
"Rowan," I called out softly and he immediately turned to me. "What’s that?"
"My guard schedule." He folded it neatly and placed it on the bedside table. "You’re up finally."
I pulled myself into a sitting posit ...
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