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Chapter 22: Reconstructing Plan

I quickly hooked my brassiere and grabbed the blouse on the ground. Getting off of Mason whose eyes were widened from the sudden interruption, I went to the corner of the bookshelf and slid my blouse back on. I buttoned it up, and after I'd fixed my clothing, I darted a look at Mason.

He was raking his tousled hair to its place and tied it up again to a bun. He crouched on the ground, fixing the console and turned off the television. Heaving a sigh of relief, I placed a hand on my forehead and comprehend what happened.

What the hell just happened? I asked to myself and quickly pulled out of my haze. We almost did it here, in this area, and I was letting him. I didn't regret any of the things that happened, I just wasn't fond of ending it this way. I was drenched with sweat, and my lips were soaked because of that heated make-out session.

I tried to fix my hair back to its place and wiped my mouth with my blouse from the mes

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