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“Thank you,” I answer and then kiss her and roll off.

She lays her head on my arm and rubs my chest.

“Getting late,” I comment. “Care to spend the night?”

“Have to work in the morning.”

“I’ll make sure you get there on time.”

Pause.

“Okay.”

I snuggle with her. No woman has spent the night before. Feels good. I like this girl.