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Duke has never been happier to see Melody.

Her right hand is in her left and she is looking at it as if she is in pain.

" Are you okay?" He asks, really concerned.

" No. " She moans. " Why does your door have to be so hard?"

He takes her hand and she steps into the room. He blows gently against her hand as if she is a toddler.

" Does it feel better?" He rubs against it very gently.

" I don't know, that's the hand I was supposed to use to kill you. " She complains.

He laughs as he gives it a tiny massage.

She is still pretty drunk.

" How did you get here?"

" I took a cab. " She answers. " You told me not to drive and also, I lost the paper. I got saved by this."

She holds up her hand, where he had written his room number, it's still on her.

He rubs her hand over her wrist as he smiles, she keeps it well. It's like he is falling in love with her again and he can't even help it.

She is so cute and he can't ignore it.

He resumes blowing against her hand and she stays still like
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