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Chapter 16
The first rays of the morning sun peered through the chink in the curtains, a reminder that the day was just beginning. Groaning, I rolled over, deciding against putting off getting up, but a heavy arm dropped across my mid-section, preventing any further movement out of the bed. Grinning, I flipped over to face my captor.
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