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Bedtime Fantasy
Iris contemplated his words as she exhaled a long breath. Finally, being alone was both unnerving and exhilarating. She was safe from her mother’s wrath for the night and with luck, the woman would calm down by the time she saw her again. Though she wasn’t convinced, especially given how frantic her mother had been when Bo had spoken with her. She looked around the gorgeous penthouse in the dim light and grinned. She had a strange urge to get on the ultra plush suede sofa and jump up and down. She pushed it aside as she raced to the kitchen and pulled the fridge door open. She almost melted at the full fridge. Her life was entirely frugal. She’d been saving so long to be able to get out from her mother’s thumb and go where they could never find her, that the things in this fridge felt lux
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