Chapter 16
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Dexter stretched in the naturally hot water and thought about closing his eyes. But if he closed his eyes, he would fall asleep. He had absolutely no doubt of that. He didn’t want to sleep. The hot water lapped against the sides of the stone tub in a lulling rhythm, and his muscles were rubbery and soft. He had spent the entire day stretched on the cool, damp ground, beneath Leo’s hot, hard body. Which had been fantastic, but he was paying for that now. He was paying for it in his muscles and his bones.