"You're lucky I'm leaving my boxers on. It's too humid for a shirt," Napoleon said, eyes firmly closed, hands folded onto his chest as he laid on his back. Clearly trying to sleep. "Don't worry, your virtue will remain intact. I'm not the cuddler in this bed."
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