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-Blair I prepped dinner at my place before heading over so I could simply heat his oven and put the food in, which worked out perfectly. I could hear the shower going upstairs while I waited for the oven to preheat. Gunner’s house was definitely a man's house. There were no signs of a woman’s touch in the house. He obviously took great care of his home as well. The house was clean. As I put the chicken in the oven, I heard the water upstairs shut off. Setting the alarm on my phone, I headed up the stairs. At the top of the stairs, I quietly walked over to a door that was open slightly. Just as I reached the door, Gunner stepped out of the ensuite bathroom with a towel around his waist. His eyes meet mine, watching me walk across the room to him. I set my phone down on the dresser in the r

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