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STORY 5: RIDING MY COUSIN 1

Penulis: Zoey Quinn
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-18 02:50:47

Chapter 1:

The Reunion

I stood on the creaky wooden porch of the old lake house, the summer sun warming my bare shoulders as the familiar scent of pine and water drifted in. It had been years since I’d last seen Jax, my cousin on my mom’s side. Family gatherings had grown sparse with everyone chasing careers and cities, but this summer, the lake house pulled us back together. When his beat up truck rumbled up the gravel drive, my heart did a little unexpected flip.

He stepped out, taller than
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