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“Just making sure you’re not feeling too overwhelmed or anything.”

“Overwhelmed, yeah,” Larry said, his eyes finally breaking away from the magnetism of her flesh to find solace in the less complicated pattern of the floor tiles. The steady stream of water cascading over his body began to chip away at the numbness, the touch of Cheyenne’s hands drawing him toward consciousness. Her voice was a soft invitation, coaxing him closer to the past and, perhaps, toward closure. The washer would be her ally today, churning and cleansing, as if it could wash away more than just stains. Cheyenne turned him, this time starting with his legs and working up to his midsection. She emerged looking ethereal, dressed in a little black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places.