“What do you mean?” Jason smiled.

He sat on the edge of the bed, placing a hand on her leg.

She kicked him off, sitting up beside him now.

“You’re still dressed,” she said.  “Why?”

“Probably because you haven’t done anything about it,” Jason said.

“Since when did this become my job?” Lauren said.

“Just thought I’d make you work for it,” Jason said, loosening his tie.

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