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CHAPTER 8 You Fucking Asshole!

Garcia

The annoying morning sun slipped past my lashes. I groaned in displeasure and turned over, dragging the edge of the blanket over my face.

"Charles," I mumbled, voice hoarse with sleep. "Close the window, babe..."

There was no answer.

I sighed, lips brushing the pillow. "Charles, hon...