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“And then her eyes snapped open as the recollection of who’s bed she was in, of who’s arms she was cuddled into tore through her peaceful dream like state. She was in Jo’s bedroom. In Jo’s bed. With Jo wrapped around her like a baby koala clinging to a tree. Flashes of last night filtered into her consciousness, the wine, Jo’s sofa, the abandoned pizza on the coffee table and Jo’s hands.
Oh, Jo’s hands.”