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TWENTY TWO

“Waiting for you,” she squeaked, but to her surprise, her voice came out husky and breathess.

Was that my voice? She wondered in astonishment. She never sounded like that before.

Fabian stood there, staring at her wordlessly - his eyes narrowing when he saw her positioned so provocatively on his bed. While her plain white tee had relatively full coverage of her chest, hiding her cleavage, the stretchy fabric hugged her curves, leaving little room for imagination. Her wild red hair hung in waves framing her face, serving only to amplify her flushed look. She was breathing hard as if she had been exercising. Her breasts rose and fell as she peered nervously at him through her long Bambi lashes.

He scanned his room, something was definitely amiss. A few of his items were out of place. What is she doing here? She didn’t even want me near her last night and now she’s waiting for me? he had to ask himself. He suspected she did more than just a wor

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