Penelope s Wake Up Call
Penelope's eyelids fluttered gently before they opened. For a moment she wasn't sure where she was, but the clean white walls and the floor to ceiling doors which folded inwards from the balcony tripped her memory and she looked over at the body sleeping next to her, half covered by the expensive cotton sheet. She smiled, her long brown hair splayed across the crisp pillow like an auburn star burst. Rich was a little older than her but that was one of the things she loved about him; he was...
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