Sleeper(s)
Something that would make him relax even more, and then they could—
Unfortunately it had relaxed him a little too much—maybe she’d overdone the dosage in his last vodka?—and he’d slumped to the floor in the living room. She’d tried to bring him round, but no dice. Grumbling to herself, she’d slung his arm over her shoulder and part-carried, part-dragged him to the bedroom, dumping him on the bed where he began to snore. So much for that idea, she’d thought. Then another, altogether more dangerous, notion occurred to her. What if Andrew should merely think something had happened? Who’d ever know? Certainly not him. She’d undressed him, taking her time with that, marvelling at his naked body—t
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