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Chapter 40 Jogged Memory

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{Faith}

Kourtney turns to look at me. She stands up, wearing a white crop top and shorts that barely cover her bum or hide her cameltoe.

“Where were you? I have been waiting for an hour.”

An hour? Ace and I had sex for that long? But it happened so fast!

I glance at the alarm clock again.

3:30 am.

“Where were you!”

What’s with that tone? Since when do I have to report my every move to her? Does she think of herself as the second-in-command in this house?

“What are you doing in my bedroom?” I fire back.

Kourtney struts over like she's on the runway. She sniffs the air around me. “You were in his bedroom, weren't you?”

“No, I wasn't.”

“You liar!”

“Okay, I was in his bedroom. So what?”

She blinks like crazy. Shaking her head, the mean-girl expression returns. “I see Ace put a collar on you.”

She eyes the piece around my neck.

“Don’t feel special, Florence.”

It’s so obvious. So obvious that she intentionally calls me that to get on my nerves. But I won't give her that pleasure.

I fold m
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