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... the number of times I had to be up at the ass crack of dawn to have breakfast made, laundry going, and the cleaning started, I would be used to it.
But no, I hated mornings with a passion.
And yet, the good doctor seemed to love them.
I didn’t even have to open my eyes to know that he was practically bouncing on his fancy shoes or that there was a giant smile on his face as he watched me. No, I could feel that shit from where I was. novelbuddy.cσ๓
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