Six in the morning? The only reason he ever saw that time of day was if he hadn't yet gone to sleep.
"Just..." He sighs and rubs his face with his hands trying to figure this out. It still hasn't sunk in.
"What were you...what did you want to..." He can't even finish his question. This had him blindsided and he needs to know, because what they did was up to her really.
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