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She was using his chest as a pillow.
This was new. All of it was new, including the fact that they were tangled up nude beneath the sheet. Carmine sighed and stroked her hair, rubbed her shoulders. He knew she should wake her up before it hit three am. Laverne was still out. Shirl would want to be home before Laverne got there, if only for appearance’s sake, but also because her lateness would likely worry her.
He thought of the brass band he’d been keeping in his dresser draw and smiled. Shirley wouldn’t be an unmarried non-virgin for long.