~Aoife~ We reached the dorm, and I asked for the keys from Xander. “It’s in my pocket,” he smirked as he tilted his waist towards me. I rolled my eyes as I tried to take out the keys from his pocket. “Little left, yeah there,” his signature devilish smile played on his face. I opened the door, helped him settle on the bed with his limping feet, and kept the other stuff on the table. Looked around, I asked casually. “Would you like to take off the clothes?” With the same smile, he raised a brow at me. “I would love to,” he pulled my crop top. “What? No...no. I mean your clothes. I think you should change it,” not to wonder, what’s going on in his naughty head? “Oh Yeah,” he frowned as he blew out his cheeks. “But, I can’t lift this hand,” “I am sure your entire body is sore,” I added. Something was cooking in his head; he tried to tease me; now it’s my turn. “I will help you,” I smiled as I inclined my head towards him. He told me to grab the clothes from the closet. H
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