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Nicole Harper~•~My fingers trembled as they found my clit. I was soaked, embarrassingly so, and the moment my fingertips brushed my swollen clit, a sharp gasp escaped me.Tristan’s eyes darkened further, his gaze locked on every movement I made. He stood only a foot away, his arms crossed over his chest, watching me like a predator studying its prey. But he looked so fucking hot watching me trying to get myself off.“Go on,” he prompted, his voice low and commanding. “Rub that pretty pussy for me.”Heat flooded my face. I felt exposed, vulnerable, and impossibly turned on. My back was still pressed against the library door, the risk of someone walking in only heightening everything. I circled my clit slowly at first, biting my lip to stifle a moan.“Faster,” Tristan ordered. “Don’t hold back. I want to hear you.”As if my brain was wired to do so, I obeyed him, my fingers moving quicker, pressing harder against my sensitive clit. My hips jerked forward instinctively, chasing the ple

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Nicole Harper ~•~ “I take it you’re not avoiding me anymore?” Tristan questioned as he drove us out of the gate. My cheeks flushed and I looked out the window instead of at him. Of course, he’d noticed. He’d noticed that I was trying my very best to stay away from him even if we still shared the same bed. He was awfully perceptive like that. “Uh…” He chuckled in a low tone, one of his hands leaving the steering wheel to grab my thigh. The feeling of his hand on my bare thigh made me jump slightly, sending my heart into overdrive, despite all the things we’d just done in the library a few minutes ago. It was ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous that my body was reacting like it was the first time he was touching me. When I lifted my gaze to look at him, he was staring ahead, but his lips were lined with amusement. I wondered if he could hear how fast my heart was beating. I wondered if he knew how much I liked him despite the fact that he was my mother’s husband, despite the fact th

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Tristan Michelson ~•~I think I may have scared Nicole off.I watched her in amusement as she ran out of the car, straight into the house, making me wonder what she had been thinking of to make her zone out like that, to make her embarrassed when I reminded her that we were already home.A smile tugged at my lips as I stepped out of the car and locked it behind me.Nicole was becoming easier to read. Not entirely, because she still spent half her time trying to hide what she felt from me, but enough that I could tell when her mind was spiraling.And tonight, her mind had definitely gone somewhere dangerous. I’d asked her a question and she’d shut down immediately, zoning out. It wasn’t hard to guess what she was thinking of. The thought pleased me more than it should have.I loosened the collar of my shirt and walked toward the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge and gulping it down before heading upstairs.My bedroom door was half open. At least she wasn’t completely

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Tristan Michelson~•~Nicole’s response was to stand up and leave the room.To say I was stunned would be an understatement. For a few seconds, I just stayed on the bed, wondering what the fuck she was up to. Then my senses kicked in and I climbed out of the bed as well.As I stepped out of the room, I didn’t have to go too far to find her. I could hear movement coming from her room. I reached her room in less than five steps, only to see her stuffing clothes into her suitcase.My fists clenched at the sight. I told her I liked her and her first instinct was to pack.She didn’t even spare me a glance as I entered. She just continued removing things from her wardrobe and stuffing them into the suitcase. I stood in front of her, making her halt.“What the fuck are you doing, Nicole?” The words came out darker than I intended and a lot more impatient. “Your solution to everything is to run?”She didn’t respond and merely tried to sidestep me.I grabbed her hand, pulling her back in front

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Nicole Harper~•~“Tristan is a caveman.”Instead of agreeing as I expected her to, Rhea laughed. “What?”“He’s a caveman,” I repeated with a hiss, still staring at my closed and abandoned suitcase on my bed. “He doesn’t know how to take no for an answer and he likes acting as if he owns me or something. He must have forgotten we are in the twenty-first century. I can have him arrested for kidnapping.”“Whoa, slow down.” Rhea seemed more concerned when she spoke this time. “What happened? Did you two fight?”Recalling what just happened a few minutes ago annoyed me all over again. I’d never seen a man so… so fucking brazen. Any normal person would let me go if I wanted to, but this man’s definition of space was being five feet away from each other. He was insane.“I wanted to leave and he didn’t let me.”“He didn’t let you?” Rhea seemed alarmed. “Did he lock the doors or something?”“Well, no, but—““He physically restrained you?”“No.”“Then?”“He closed my suitcase.”There was a pau

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Nicole Harper~•~I didn’t think about anything.After Rhea left me hanging, I just decided to go to sleep. It took a long while before I finally drifted off to sleep because of how much I’d gotten used to sleeping beside Tristan.I cursed myself for that because if I didn’t sleep on his bed for three straight weeks, maybe he wouldn’t have caught feelings for me and we would have continued pretending we could both get out of this unscathed.When I woke up the next morning, I contemplated whether to go downstairs or not, but I didn’t want Tristan to think I was making decisions based on him so I went downstairs anyway. I was just at the foot of the stairs when the doorbell rang. I froze and looked down at myself. I hadn’t showered and was still wearing Tristan’s shirt. It was a good thing he hadn’t called me out on it while we were arguing but I really needed to start wearing my own clothes around the house.Not knowing whether to go up and change first or just get the door despite we

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Nicole Harper~•~My space lasted all of twenty minutes.Just as I slid onto a stool in the kitchen, Tristan walked in, his eyes finding me immediately.He arched an eyebrow when he saw me eating, then his gaze dramatically drifted to the space opposite my plate, which was empty. He nodded to himself and walked over to the stove to see that there were no leftovers, then he walked around the counter and sat down opposite me. “Where’s mine?”My eyes snapped toward him. The audacity. “Do I look like your housewife or something?” The words came out more bitter than I wanted. “I’m not your slave or your housekeeper. Or do you pay me to make food for you?”Tristan opened his mouth, but only a chuckle escaped it. It aggravated me even more. He wasn’t even taking me seriously. I expected him to get annoyed but he merely shook his head. “So when are you leaving?”This time I dropped my fork on the plate. “What?”“You wanted to leave last night, didn’t you?” He asked innocently. “When are you l

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