When Theodore got shaken awake by Phoebe, he stretched out like azy cat, then pulled her into a bear hug.@@novelbin@@


    Phoebe got a face full of his boozy breath, making her both annoyed and kinda helpless. She pinched his cheeks and pulled them apart, saying, "C''mon, wake up, we''re home." "I don''t wanna move," Theodore whined, clinging to her like a kid. He grabbed her hand and pressed it to his temple. "My head''s killing me, can you rub it for me?" The car''s heater was sting, so Phoebe wasn''t too worried about him catching a cold.


    She started massaging his temple, hearing his contented little hums. Her cheeks got a bit pink, but she still scolded him, "You know your head hurts, yet you still drank like a fish?" Theodore nuzzled into her neck, finding afy spot. "If I didn''t drink, how could I get them to sign the contract?"


    Phoebe sighed, recognizing that beneath Theodore''s high-flying persona, he was simply a regr guy, albeit one dealing withrger contracts.


    After a while, she said, "Let''s head upstairs, it''s getting chilly in here."


    Theodore looked up and saw Phoebe zipping up her down jacket. She got out of the car, walked around to his side, and opened the passenger door.


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