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The Squad cookout didn’t begin until afternoon, giving Sammi a chance to lounge in Stanton’s bed to her heart’s content. A pattern had developed over the past month. During the week, they spent together the nights that Stanton didn’t burn the midnight oil. Then, they had the entire weekend, uninterrupted. Mondays were the hardest for her; she suffered from Stanton withdrawal. But today was a glorious Saturday morning, and she had the whole weekend to revel in his presence and take advantage of his gorgeous body. Sounds of a pan landing on the stovetop and the click click click of the stove being lit carried through Stanton’s loft in the newest luxury apartment building in the city center.
Throwing on one of his T-shirts, she padded into the kitchen and spied Stanton frowning into a la
