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“Can we go to bed?” I whisper. I’m still so exhausted,
I want to stop thinking, just for one moment and forget
any of this, forget everything but what he feels like. I’m
not ready to be free of his arms around me giving me
much-needed serenity. I sniff back the last of my tears and lift my chin to him.
“Together? Same bed?” He’s wary and being gentle. He doesn’t want to presume anything
