GabbrietteSometimes, I forget to breathe…Like today, I can feel my heart thrumming in my chest as I watch his eyes devour me and feel his warm breath fanning my parted lips.Ashton Evander.His fingers tangle in my hair, and then I feel his lips on mine—at first, slow, then filled with passion- and I let out a strangled moan.This was bad; I wasn't supposed to be feeling my brother's best friend's boner pressed up against my thighs, my tongue deep into his mouth.But let's just say life had other plans._____________________(A few days before)“I hate this job,” I muttered to myself as I cleaned the tabletop of the café. I could see my supervisor, Madame Colette, glaring at me—the asshat who had refused to pay my salary for going on three months now.“Me too,” my best friend and co-worker, Briar, groaned.The smell of croissant and god knows what else wafted through my nostrils, reminding me I'd had nothing to eat.“You know, you can just quit, right?” Briar winked suggestively at
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