* * * * *“You look good, Phil. You’ve put on some weight . . .,” his eyes traveled up and down her body, which was encased in a form-fitting wrap dress that showed off every womanly curve, “. . . in all the right places.”
“Well, you look like hell,” she commented waspishly after taking note of his rumpled hair, unshaven face, and drooping eyelids. “Did you even bother going to bed last night?”
“Oh, I went to bed. I just didn’t get any sleep.”
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