His voice got louder, causing Dorothy's brows to furrow deeply.

"Keep it down, will you?" Everett took a deep breath, convincing himself not to continue this pointless argument with a drunk.

Patiently, he wrapped his arms around her, soothing her like he would his daughter, gently stroking her hair.

"Be a good girl. Drink this hangover cure, and you'll feel much better. Then get some sleep. The kids are looking forward to playing with you tomorrow." Perhaps it was the tenderness in his voice that did it, but Dorothy suddenly rolled over, pinning Everett to the bed; her arms encircled his neck and she nuzzled him like a kitten.

This gesture conjured a memory.

after he finished work and took his evening shower. It seemed like

on her forehead, his arm encircling her

her discomfort was still evident through her

But as he turned back, the woman in

me... I can't find the buttons..." Dorothy's voice was a

her

man! A man who

into your nightgown."

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