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Jessie shook her head. "I don't think that's what last night was about. I think Dex was trying to make sure that if I slipped up again, that it wouldn't bother him so much. He'd been worried about me and Don being okay around each other since he'd... forced himself on me." Donna nodded, briefly kissing her. "I just want to make Dex happy," Jessie said with a sigh. "I'm not going to read into anything and make assumptions. If he wants to share me more, then we can talk about it. Honestly, though, I would rather just let him have all the fun. It just seems to be less drama that way." John turned over then, robbing her of the warmth of his body as he slid from the bed blearily, pausing before he stood and stumbled out of the room. A few seconds later, the shower started to run. "Want to g

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