Chapter 4
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Jeff woke with someone shaking his shoulder. He blinked hard a few times and looked back to see Amy standing there.
“If you want to see Christina before she leaves, you’d better get going,” she whispered.
The room was still dark because of the blackout curtains, but there was light filtering around the edges.
*Amy?* Jeff frowned. *Then who is—*
Shelly was still sleeping next to him. She smiled in her sleep and snuggled deeper in his arms. *Shit, shit, shit!*
The memory from the night before was hazy, but not hazy enough to have been a dream. Trying not to wake her, Jeff slipped his arms out of her grip. She gave a sleepy protest, but settled back to sleep as he got out of bed.
“Thanks,” he muttered to Amy as he tugged on a pair of shorts and stepped into his sandals. When he pulled on a camp shirt, he took a quick sniff test of his fingers. The musky scent was unmistakable. *Dammit!*