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22: Meet the Elliott’s
“Dinner is canceled,” Jack said later, putting his arm around my waist and nuzzling my neck. We ended up back at Jack’s place, where I let him show me his appreciation. For two hours. Stretching, I turned my head toward him. I felt very appreciated.
“Let’s just stay here. All night. All the nights in existence,” he continued, his voice muffled as he bu
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