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Her brow furrowed. "Oh? You've been up here for a while then?"
He called out, "Well if you run out of batteries for your pencil sharpener, let me know. I have something that could help you out."
"Only long enough to hear moaning and a vibrating sound coming from your room."
He'd never seen a woman flush as red as Lauren did in that instant.
Leaning down, he whispered into her ear, "What were you doing, Lauren?"
Her eyes widened. "What? Oh. That was probably my automatic pencil sharpener you heard."
"Automatic pencil sharpener?" He could barely contain his laughter.
She stood taller. "Yes, I like to write. It relaxes me."
Now his cheeks were hurting from grinning so big. "I bet it does."
"Well, goodnight." She turned and went into her bedroom.
He called out, "Well, if you run out of batteries for your pencil sharpener, let me know. I have something that could help you out."
"Never going to happen, Detective.”