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Chapter 51

Author: Feesa
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-06-07 16:20:26

VENUS

"You’re cooked."

"Don’t you think I know? All this pent-up sexual frustration. One of these days, I’m afraid I might climb him like a tree."

"Mm-hmm. Sure. Just sexual frustration," Gianna teased, lips curving wickedly.

"Don’t do that."

"Do what?"

She knew damn well what. I buried my face in my hands.

We were at a restaurant, waiting for Sabine to show up—her idea of a girls’ dinner. I’d been catching Gianna up on last week’s disaster while we waited.

"You really need to get laid," she said, taking a sip of wine. "You’re going to keep this up for three more years? You’ve barely made it through the first."

I peeked at her through my fingers. "That’s not helping, you know."

"It’s not meant to help. It’s meant to point out the obvious."

I groaned, dropping my hands to the table. The events of last week kept looping through my head like a damn highlight reel—Aaron’s mouth, his grip, that brutal kiss. The taste of strawberries. The sound of mine, rough and dark in his voice.

God.

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