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Sammi snagged a stray ribbon from the floor and stuffed it into the plastic bag she carried as she cleaned up after Sage’s baby shower on Sunday afternoon. It had been a resounding success. Sage had even cried, which Sammi took as a good sign for a mother-to-be. After the guests had left, Sammi shooed her into the bedroom to rest while she and Abby went about cleaning and taking down the decorations. Warmth coursed through her veins and she swayed slightly on her feet. She’d had her fair share of drinks.
Checking her cell phone, she smiled to herself. She’d drank enough that the responsible action to take was to text Stanton to pick her up. The added bonus that Stanton loved taking advantage of her tipsy state may have factored into her decision. She may or may not have had an extra d
