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Heath Seducing Rhett
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Havermouth, Five Years BeforeThe she-wolves were laying out towels along the grassy bank and stripping down to their bikinis in order to lay in the sunshine as Heath and Cameron carried the alcohol down from the house. Cameron slid Heath a side eye.“I know,” Heath replied. “They’re f-king putting on a display. Do they think we’re stupid and can’t see through such a tacky attempt? It’s f-king rude and disrespectful.”“A bit,” Cameron agreed unhappily. “It’s like they think we’ll go for any girl that shows some skin.”“Not f-king likely,” Heath was furious. “Ignore it, cook the food, and don’t even look.”“Wasn’t planning on it,” Cameron replied. “Would rather stare at your arse in one of those g strings,” he added under his breath.Heath chuckled. “I think they’d f-king chafe, but I’ll put one on for you sometime just so you can take it off.”Cameron grinned. “A lacey one?”Heath’s laughter was loud and bright and caused the werewolves around the fire and the she-wolves sunbaking on
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