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Subject: Why? Afraid to fail?


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Addison
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Date Posted: 22:41:52 09/06/09 Sun
In reply to: Drake Jamison 's message, "Hmmm, don't test me darling." on 22:23:58 09/06/09 Sun













Addison stood under the shower's pounding, steaming spray for what felt like an hour, inhaling the vary scents associated with her soaps. Mmm. That was nice. She turned off the water and wrapped herself in one of the red towels, drying herself with another. The limestone floor was warm beneath her feet, another benefit of living in a new building, she supposed. She traipsed out of the bathroom and back into her bedroom, finding her way into the closet. Clothes and shoes were strewn all across the space, on the pink lounges and ottomans, and all over the white-marble floor.

She just moved, okay. There weren't enough hours in the day to unpack properly and the maidstaff refused to do 'personal' jobs. What else were they for? Addison sighed and pulled open her drawers, finding her clothes. Hmm... the white nightgown with the pink flannel top? And her slippers. That would match, right?

Dressing quickly, Addison ran a comb through her hair and tousled it as dry as she could with a towel. Throwing her wet clothes and used towels into the hamper, she hopped into her slippers and padded back out into the living room. Huh. The space looked spotless and Drake was-

Shirtless.

Oh my.

If you'd like to shower- She croaked, her face flushing. It's, um, all- erm- yours.

Yeah. There was no way she was calling the concierge for a shirt. Pants, maybe. But not a shirt.





slippers pajama top nightgown





a d d y .c. d e u c e




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Nope, afraid I may get my heart brokenDrake Jamison05:43:05 09/07/09 Mon


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