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Six
She woke up on Sunday morning with a headache and a sickening sense of guilt. She stayed in bed for a while, not wanting to open her eyes and face reality. The trouble was, although she felt guilty, she couldn’t get the memory of his kiss out of her head. Every time she thought about it, her body tingled. She writhed in the bed, in need of him. Her heart skipped at the thought that he’d made the first move. He’d wanted her too. She never would have expected him to feel that way about her.
Her phone buzzed, bringing her out of her thoughts. It was Sharon. The guilt washed over her again.
-OMG I’m so sorry about last night! Josh told me what a state I was!! If it’s any consolation I feel bloody awful
Miranda winced at the apology. It should be her apologising to Sharon for grinding against her son in her kitchen while she was passed out.
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