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kindly offered to keep me company until you got here.”
    “I had no idea you ”
    “Me neither, but oh damn, Hol , it was the best sex ever.”
    “Wow.” Wow. “I think on that note, I’ll let you get back to her. I’m glad you’re having a good time.”
    “I wish you were here. It’s really beautiful. You would love the lights and the trees and all the decorations. They’re getting everything ready for the big New Year’s Eve party.”
    Holli knew she should feel bad about not being there, and part of her did, but another part of her, the part that was enjoying the downtime, the relaxing in bed, the…normalcy of things in that very moment, didn’t. Not that anything about the last what was it now? Two days? had been normal, of course. She’d never had a man make breakfast for her, hold her while she slept... She’d never had a man arrest her either, for that matter, but she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t enjoying her time with him. “I know, Char. I wish I was there too. I’ll call you when I know something new.”
    “Okay. Bye, Hol .”
    “Bye.”
    Holli pressed End and disconnected the call. She’d seriously had no idea that Charlotte was even curious about women. She was such a small-town girl, and it had taken a while for her and Holli to become such good friends. This was to be their second vacation together but… Wow. Learn something new every day.
    “Everything all right?” Officer Hunky called from the kitchen.
    “Just peachy. She’s doing good. Made a friend to keep her company.”
    “That’s good. Did you sleep okay?”
    “I think so. I don’t really remember much after the shower.” She didn’t even remember how she’d gotten into the bed. She barely remembered the grilled cheese sandwich. Did she eat it?
    And where did he sleep? She knew he’d held her, but for how long? Crap. If he’d slept in the bed with her all night and she’d missed it, she was going to be really pissed.
    “You okay? You’re scowling.”
    Holli focused on him as he walked into the room with a tray. He really had brought her breakfast in bed. “Yeah. Only I don’t remember much from last night. I must have been really tired.”
    She fluffed the pillows behind her and scooted back against the headboard. It was an odd piece. The top and sides were a dark, red wood, but the center had vertical, spiral rods made of metal.
    He set the tray across her lap. Yeah, she wanted to cry. Scrambled eggs, bacon, toast with a little bit of jelly on the side, and hot chocolate. With marshmallows. And they looked like the real ones, not the round ones in the bag from the grocery store. She’d only had the square ones a few times in her life.
    The way they melted across the top of the chocolate, the steam that rose up from the cup… She couldn’t remember the last time she’d had hot chocolate that wasn’t instant.
    “It’s not going to bite you,” he said softly, climbing into the bed from the other side.
    “No, I know, it’s just… Thank you.”
    “You’re welcome. I figured I owed you.”
    “Well, it certainly wasn’t the way I’d intended to spend my vacation, but you’ve more than made up for it with a warm place to stay that isn’t concrete and you’ve provided me with access to a warm shower.”
    He sat on the other side of the bed, finishing off a piece of bacon. “I know, but you haven’t had much in the way of decent food either. That’s another thing I can and am happy to do.”
    “You’re a bachelor. You’re supposed to be eating frozen pizzas and fast food, not fixing gourmet breakfast for damsels in distress.”
    Michael laughed and the sound traveled warmly from her chest to her belly. Just like his voice when he talked, she loved when he laughed. It was comforting, friendly.
    “Is that what you are? A damsel in distress? Nice. Perhaps I’ll try to rescue you. As for the food...” He snagged a piece of bacon off her plate, “I can’t very well eat junk and preservatives