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She blinked a few tied to toss a pajaed on the bottoht before she’d wrapped her hair in a towel and rested her head on the pillow That was her last memory The towel sat folded on a chair by the door to her room She’d fallen asleep on top of the covers, yet there was a light cotton blanket thrown over her Her legs were bare, and only a thin pair of panties covered her girly parts

Indebted to Trent for the best night’s sleep she’d had in over a week, Monica didn’t otten an eyeful when he’d tucked her in

The noise co from her stomach reminded her of the time between meals and forced her froht andher ear toward the door, she realized there wasn’t the sound of a noisy generator running

She e shorts and shirt All her clothes could use a good wash Maybe if Trent’s poas on she could bug hi roo-screen television tuned in to a newscast

"G’ his attention to her presence

His face softened and he lifted his strong fra for another twelve hours"

"Twelve hours?"

"You dropped around eight" He tapped his watch and said, "It’s al"

"Nope"

Her heart skipped Fourteen hours "I’ve got to get back" She turned around to go change clothes Smelly awful clothes

"Hold up I spoke with a Dr Klein"

That stopped her

"I heard your cell phone ringing in your rooe"

"So you answered it?" She wasn’t sure if she should be grateful or angry

Anger took energy Although she felt rested, she wanted nothing to do with being pissed

"Yeah Anyhen I told hiested you return to the clinic tonight He asked for you to call hiht?" As in she had a good six or eight hours to call her own?

"Tonight," he confirmed "How about some coffee?"

"I’d kill for coffee"

"No need for violence," he said with a laugh "The power flickered shortly after you crashed No "

"Before I get comfortable, do you have a washer and dryer? My clothes…"