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Chapter 15
Chapter 15
Not that Leila didn’t enjoy being entangled in Sterling Mount, she had many fantasies surrounding him that had begun exactly like this, but at the present moment he was looking at her sternly, and there was work to be done. She freed herself from the solid, warm mass of him, and took a closer look at the cell phone in her hand.
“Holy fuck! Nice work! Let’s get that shit in rice ASAP!” said Zenia.
Beside her on the edge of the pond, Sterling maneuvered himself into a sitting position, before he placed a hand firmly on Leila’s shoulder, and forced her eyes to meet his. Despite the seriousness of the situation, she couldn’t help but notice the way his sodden t-shirt clung to his tight body. She also became aware how nearly transparent her own white sundress had become and was thankful she had chosen to wear a bra this morning. Well maybe, thankful anyway.
“That was reckless and dangerous Leila! I appreciate your effort but promise me you won’t
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