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He crouched low in front of me, and before I understood what was happening, his hands were cradling my face, tilting it gently toward his own. The touch sent shivers down my spine, sharp and immediate, the kind that bypassed thought entirely and settled straight into memory. I remembered that touch. I had felt it before, months ago, in a different kind of darkness, when he'd held my face just like this and told me I didn't have to carry everything alone. My body remembered before my mind could catch up, and I hated it, hated how easily it betrayed me even now, even with my heart still bleeding from Jasper's voice on the other end of a phone I had no right to touch.

"Not good! You can't even do something trivial like this." Barend threw the thick book that was on the table right at Abelard's face. He stood on his knees. The man's face reddened and his veins tightened. His jaw tightened, holding back the anger that was bubbling because the plan he had devised didn't go well. "Sorry, Bard." That was all Abelard could say. "I'll give you one more chance." Abelard clenched his fists tightly. However, he didn't say anything, waiting for Barend to finish his orders first.

Second-guessing was a weakness I couldn’t indulge. The water hammered against my back, each droplet a sharp reminder of the cold reality I faced. I lingered under the relentless spray until my skin was raw, the heat barely touching the ice hidden deep within my chest. Half an hour later, I killed the water and stepped out, steam wrapping around me like a shroud. I dried off and slipped into a plain white shirt, the fabric taut against my broad shoulders, clinging to my damp skin like a second layer. No room for weakness here. Loose gray pajama pants draped low on my hips, a mere illusion of normalcy masking a body honed for battle.

Turning the cover for me to see he said, “So this is your favorite book, huh?” Wondering what had him looking so sly I focused my eyes on the cover and I immediately felt a rush of heat flare through my body. The cover had a picture of the naked anatomy of a man and woman embracing each other sensually and the title read, ‘100 ways to spice up your life.' “If this is what you were here searching for in the library then I don’t think I have any problem,” he laughed patronizingly, and flicking through the pages he stopped at one and reading the words on it he continued, “Try being intimate in random or unfamiliar places-”

"It's Uncle Kramer's house, so no offense is taken. What are you reading anyway, at night? Sone steamy CEO romance? Or cute girl's exaggerated first kiss?" "Shut your weird mouth," she scolds lightly, then shows him the book cover. Mahone glances at it and reads the title loudly, "The New Orleans Voodoo Handbook. What_ you're practicing black magic now?" "Whatever," she says, widening her eyes. "Hey, hey! Why are you undressing in front of me? I can be your buddy, but you have to remember that I'm a girl, too!" she covers her face with book. "So what?" he throws the shirt on the chair, showing his perfect six pack abdomens, smirking at her shyness. "I know you don't have bad thoughts about m

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His gaze raked over me, making my nipples peak. "Good girl," he murmured. "Skirt next." I unzipped it, letting it pool at my feet, standing in panties and bra, heels making my legs look endless. Vulnerability hit hard, but so did the thrill—the forbidden rush of baring myself to him, my stepbrother, in his domain. He circled me, a predator. "Panties. Bra. All of it." "Marcus, please—this is insane." But I hooked my thumbs in the waistband, sliding them down, then unclasped the bra. I was naked now, my skin prickled under his stare, my pussy already slick with anticipation.

Bri hadn’t delved into what we were just censored the information she was willing to offer Mabel in order to protect the rest. Bri was laid out across a blanket on the dock skin rubbed down with citronella to ward off the mosquitos as she read a new book. I had brought her a new pile back from the library. She was clad in only a sports bra and shorts, her bare feet crossed and bent over her beautiful ass. I crawled up next to her peering down at the book she was already halfway through. “What is it about?” “A girl tricked by fairies, to be their savior,” she said. I chuckled.

but it's fine they changed their minds faster than I thought. "So this is the section." My eyes widened when I saw a book. “What kind of book is this?” I almost let out a curse when I saw the cover of one book in that section. On the cover there was two men almost hugging each other only wearing their underwears. “Secret to longer homosexual relationships, Male edition,” I read the title out loud. I can't believe with my two eyes that there was a section like this in a bookstore. Am I that innocent to know about what is this?

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