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He must have been exhausted. Clutching Dorothy's hand seemed to be the only thing that gave him a moment's peace.

The eerie calm before the storm set his nerves on edge, but at least they could hold hands, wrapped in each other's arms, sharing a bed and pillow — that in itself was a blessing.

In the morning, Jeffrey woke up, cuddled with Karen for a while, and then went to brush his teeth and freshen up, shirtless.

She had nagged him several times about wearing pajamas or a robe, but Jeffrey just wouldn't listen.

Sure, he'd had his fair share of girlfriends, but he'd never cohabited. Dates were for hotels. At home, it had always been just him, so wearing clothes to bed wasn't his thing.

he knew Karen liked his abs, he was even less

to look at her. "What about you? Any plans?" Karen shook her head, "Nope, just wondering when you'll be home."

his toothbrush clamped between his teeth, hurried to

know it." Jeffrey grinned, almost dropping his toothbrush in

at their kindest and most tender when they feel guilty. You hiding something?" Thud—

pick it up, his mind racing with how to

saw Karen was just joking, not pressing him on why his toothbrush

let out a sigh of

laptop

comfortable in the spacious living room of Jeffrey's villa, with a small desk in place. Working there gave her the feeling of

suit, all in black, tailored to perfection, making

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