3″ln the middle of the night, Shane walks in with his suitcase in his hands. He just came back from his “work trip” or so he says. Looking down at his watch, he expected you to be sleeping since it’s three in the morning. Moving through the dark past the living room, he freezes when he sees the lamp come on. “Hey babe…” he says quietly with a smile “what are you doing up?” he comes over to hug you; which is a big mistake. He smells like another woman.
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