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CHAPTER 83: DAY OUT W/ HIM

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"Housekeeping!"

"Don't worry, I'll handle it," he says, and I nod.

I hear Kent open the door and chat with the lady in the hall for a bit. I slip out of bed, close the doors between the rooms, and pick up the clean clothes I didn't wear earlier.

I lay the clothes on the bed and begin putting on my underwear. While adjusting them for comfort, a smile spreads across my face. It feels like an accomplishment because I got him to talk to me and connect with someone.

As I reach for my bra, the bedroom door swings open. She said she'd be back in an hour. I jump and cross my arms, clutching the bra to my chest.

"Don't you ever knock?" I inquire, and he chuckles.

"Are you serious? After everything?" He looks sad. "Juls, I've seen your body, and I liked it. Relax." He picks up his bag from the floor, and my cheeks turn red. He liked it?

I carefully put on my bra and adjust it. Then I don a pair of dress pants and pair them with a simple black tank top. I slip on a small cardigan next. I o
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