[Of all the things to take through more than one move. Jill laughs, a strange flood of fondness rushing through her before she registers what it is--and quickly quiets herself.
This isn't about how they feel about one another. This is just sex, she tells herself. She shouldn't care that he kept that thing they got during one of the last good times together that she can recall.]
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This isn't about how they feel about one another. This is just sex, she tells herself. She shouldn't care that he kept that thing they got during one of the last good times together that she can recall.]