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... f good intentions.
I sat cross-legged on the mattress, completely naked, holding a half-full glass of the dark red vintage. My hair was a disaster, a tangled mess of jet black waves cascading over my shoulders, but I didn’t care.
Devon lay back against the headboard of his bed, one arm thrown casually over his eyes, the other balancing his own glass on his chest. He was naked as well and I was on my thiry-forth time loop.
The sheet was pooled around his waist, barely cove ...
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