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Picking The Glass

Lana was waiting in my room by the time I got out the shower. She was sprawled out on my bed her bags everywhere.

“What did you bring?”. I frowned.

“Bout time you got out that shower. I’ve been here for ages”. She had already poured me a glass of wine.

“I’ve missed you to”. I made a face picking up the glass and taking a sip.

“I really have missed you. I’m looking forward to tonight”. She grinned.

“Same”. I started rummaging through my closet my ...

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