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Blake slowly opened his eyes, feeling the warmth of the morning sun on his face. As he tried to sit up, he realized that he wasn't alone. Angela was lying next to him, her head resting on his shoulder. Blake's heart skipped a beat as he gazed at her sleeping form, admiring her beauty.

He couldn't remember how she ended up in his bed, but he didn't want her to leave. He knew that he had been drunk the night before and had probably made a fool of himself, but he couldn't help feeling happy that Angela was here with him.

As Angela began to stir, Blake gently stroked...