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... Calix’s mind as soon as he woke up the next morning. Unlike last night, the surrealism of this situation didn’t affect him as much.
Lowering his gaze, Calix saw Leslie still sleeping soundly, nestling her head on his chest. The warmth of her breath filtered through the light fabric of his pajama with every rise and fall of her chest.
Calix carefully adjusted his posture, allowing Leslie to be more comfortable in his arms. He glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, seeing the ti ...
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