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I smelled her.
Her scent invaded my senses and worked its way into my mind so that I dreamt of her as I slept.
I knew she was there before I woke up. I opened my eyes slowly, trying to piece together whatever information I could before I had to deal with whatever the hell happened last night.
I knew I hadn't been drinking. Hadn't been partying at all because I had business I had to tend to. I also knew I didn't have a hangover.
When I opened my eyes I was alone, lying on my couch with a throw blanket covering me.
That in itself wasn't strange.
I had been sleep
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