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Rocked me. Kissed my damp hair.
I can't imagine. " He stared at the floor and cleared his throat.
He continued pounding.
I wondered if he was mad at me, though I could swear he had sat beside me on the bed at least twice, stroking my forehead and hair. Whispering he loved me.
Finally, Dirk spoke up. "You can stay at my place.
Half of what Jolie pays. Plus the cost of the hotel room and a little extra.
I know we hadn't planned it. I-" "Oh, Holly.