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A Prude

Storm

Drunk, sitting on a bar stool at Gator’s Den, was not how I was expecting this night to end. But I am grieving for the perceived woman I thought Sawyer would be. I wanted to come home to have her stake her claim on us, as Carley did to C.H.A.O.S. I wanted to be needed by her just as much a...

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