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62. Slowly but surely

Marcus’ POV 

When I walked back inside with the reheated lasagna, I was glad to find that Kiara remained true to her words. Now clothed in her black dress, she sat against the bedrest, scrolling through something on her phone. She must have grabbed it from the living room when I was busy in the kitchen. 

“Why are you dressed again?” I asked, climbing into the bed to join her. 

“I’m not looking forward to round two-” She said, pulling the duvet to her tuck under her chin. “-of pure torture.” 

I grinned as I took a seat beside her. As I handed her over the plate, I adjusted my arms around her shoulder so I could bring her closer to myself. 

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