“Uncle chase… about the other night.” She looked up at me, cheeks warming, her tongue sweeping briefly across her lip in a way that made my pulse kick hard. “I’m sorry if I crossed a line when I…” Her voice faded, the sudden shyness a stark contrast to what had happened and what we’d seen. “I’m not,” I said before I could think better of it. “sorry that you did.” She went still, teeth catching her bottom lip as her eyes lifted to mine. Every rational part of me screamed to get up, walk away, and shut this down before it became something it shouldn’t. Something scandalous and forbidden. But rationality didn’t stand a chance with her looking at me the way she did, like she was both temptation and salvation wrapped into one. “I liked watching you, Uncle,” she whispered, voice soft, almost trembling. My breath stalled. “Amelia—” “I think about it more than I should,” she admitted, swallowing hard. “I’ve thought about you since I was sixteen.” A low sound escaped me before
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