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Chapter 28: Not Even You

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MAYA

I'm ovulating tonight.

I've been looking for what to wear for Liam for the past thirty minutes. Cooking dinner for almost the entire pack definitely didn't help my cause.

And now, I'm a mix of heat and indecison.

“Is this too tight?” I admire my shape on the mirror in front of me.

The way the straps barely cling to my shoulders, it's gonna be easy to take them off. The unders are basically sucking my thighs, bringing out my butt.

“I think he'll like this” i mutter to myself, already hearing footsteps approaching from down the hall.

I rush to my bed, taking the pose I hope will do the trick.

Legs spread apart, eyes filled with lust, body heating up with—

“Maya?”

“Jesus Christ!” I rush for the covers of my bed and throw them over my body. “Alex! What the hell are you doing here?”

She stares back at me with a puzzled expression, probably as confused as she ought to be.

Good. That means she didn't see anything.

“I saw you Liam downstairs, so I thought you'd be free after making
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