“Danny, are you up? It’s me. Amanda.” She didn’t have to wait long for an answer, as the door opened and Danny greeted her with a scowl. “I knew who it was. Who the hell else could it be, anyway? You’re the only person who even knows I’m here.” “Wow. Good morning to you, too. Are you always so charming in the morning?” “Yeah, I am.” Amanda stepped around him and walked into the room. “Then I guess I can consider myself fortunate that you left my place before I woke up.” “I’m not a morning person, I admit it. But I’m up, even though I’m suffering from jet lag. What the hell else do you want from me?” “Nothing. Silly me for expecting you to act like a mature adult and exchange the customary morning greetings.” “Fine. How are you, Amanda? Did you sleep well?
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