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Why's Barnes now looking as though he was cooking for the whole of Africa? "Yep obviously, since I just saw the super talented photographer's work." she gave a sobered up Toby, a glance. "...and now, these books!" "What books?" Toby asked with an etched eyebrow, watching Yara pull out a big sized novel from the shelf and Barnes smile proudly.

There is no mate bond, but having him close makes me feel more secure. “I can’t wait for you to see this.” He rubs his thumb on the top of my hand as he leads me to a store. It’s rare Bronx gets so excited about surprising me. We approach a bookstore with a dusty, old window display. In gold paint, there is a picture of a pan flute and a goat. The images are peeling and sundried as if they’ve been there forever. Over the pictures are the words ‘The Barded Goat Used & Collectible Books’.

That takes the wind out of my sails and I sit back in my chair to regroup. I appraise Barbara as I take a sip of my latte and the Halle Berry comparison comes to mind. She really does look like her. The cleavage I was starring at in the bookstore is even more apparent from the way she is leaning towards me. I barely taste the hot liquid going down my throat as I take in the erotic sight of the exposed portion of her caramel-colored breasts.

My palm pressed against my chest, trying to still the rapid thumping of my heart, trying to anchor myself in reality. It was a book I’d seen raved about online. Reviews called it brilliant, seductive, thrilling. So when I asked Dante to have someone pick it up for me, I hadn’t expected… this. I had no idea I was requesting something so vividly erotic, so brazenly explicit.

Unspoken Truths – Chapter 37 Matteo When I came out of the bathroom, I noticed Sareena sitting by the window again. She was naked again, just the way I like her. The curtains were drawn just enough to let the pale morning light spill in, casting a soft glow across her olive skin. Her knees are pulled to her chest, arms wrapped tightly around them, her spine curved as though she’s trying to disappear into herself.

Peaceful. Vespera Hale walked along the mahogany shelves, trailing her fingers over the spines of the books. Philosophy. Strategy. History. She stopped. On a shelf at eye level, nestled between The Art of War and a first edition of The Count of Monte Cristo, was a book she didn't recognize. It had no dust jacket. The binding was matte black, textured like volcanic rock. The lettering on the spine was silver, sharp and angular. SAVAGE REBORN.

Yes. My tongue is tied. "I never wanted to walk right into you that day naked" I tried to say but he came closer, closing the pace between us. "Conner..," I pleaded unsure of what to do. "strip" his said. Commanded. I bit the corner of my lips as I finally gave in to my body, tossing my panties and bra away the moment I took them off. He smirked the moment his eyes came in contact with my skin. My bare skin.

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