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CHAPTER FORTY TWO

Eventually I realized that Catherine had somehow gotten dressed while standing behind me. Only, it wasn’t her own clothes. They were mine.

Damn! This is not a good time to get horny again, Aaron. But man, she looks fine in your clothes.

“You’re just like mom said! You’re a sick bastard and a lowlife!”

“Me sick?” I barked back.

“You’re the one puking all over the floor!”

“I didn’t mean literally, idiot! You’re sick in the head! An old pig! And you’re...”

“Rocco! Please stop! You don’t know what you’re saying,” Catherine said, and tried her best to calm him down. She gave him a glass of water and brought a moist cloth so she could wipe his mouth like he was a big baby, and that’s when I realized how wrong their relationship was. She was acting more like a mother to him than Bree ever did. The only difference was that they had sex.

“Sit down,” she demanded, but he shoved her away.

“I’m not staying here a minute longer!”

“SHUT UP AND SIT DOWN!” Catherine yelled and made everyone stare
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