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"I've slept in this room before," Jill walked to the bed and dragged her fingers over the duvet, keeping her back to both men.

"Slept?" Louis questioned, exchanging a look with Harry. "No uh, memories you want to avoid? I can run down and ask Ian to switch the room out, its a big house after all."

Stepping to Louis, she cupped his cheek, stroking the stubble with her thumb. "No memories, other than a blissful sleep after a night drinking with friends."

Harry moved behind her, so once again, Jillian was embraced by two hard chests. "And you're feeling good about sleeping in here tonight, with us? Or possibly not sleeping much at all?"

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