Daisy's POV** I was reading *Priest* when it started. The main character was on her knees in the kitchen, nipples visible through her damp t-shirt, thighs pressed together. She was seconds away from throwing herself at him. I was three chapters from finding out if she actually would. Then I heard it. "Oh God!" The moan came through the walls—raw, uninvited, shameless. I dropped the book. My neighbor was at it again. I should have ignored it. Should have put in earbuds or turned on music or done literally anything except what I did next. But my body moved before my brain caught up, carrying me toward the living room window like I was being pulled by an invisible string. The blinds were already parted, giving me a view of the rising sun over Manhattan. And the apartment directly across from mine. "Just like that," his voice came next. Deep. Commanding. "Fucking hell, Mandy!" Heat flooded through me so fast I had to grip the windowsill to steady myself. I was standing there in
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