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Jasper stared at me like I’d just grown a second head.

His eyes were wide with shock, mouth slightly open. The vulnerability on his face from moments earlier was still there, but now mixed with disbelief.

“You… what?” he whispered.

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding so loudly I could hear it in my ears. I was still sitting on the bed in just my oversized t-shirt, thighs pressed together, acutely aware of how wet I was from his earlier touches.

“I said… what if I help you?” I repeated, voice softer this time. “With the somnophilia thing. I know it’s weird. I know it’s complicated. But… I...