Back To My First Alpha
A sweater… Wait, why did she use a sweater when it was summer, and very hot here—BRAK!
The kitchen door suddenly burst open, and Jack walked in, his expression filled with concern. “Hey, why did you scream?! Is something hap—” Jack paused as he saw Celicia. “Celicia?! What are you doing here? How did you—”
“Oh nothing, Jack. Just a little tricky way to meet my cousin, there’s no use dwelling on that,” Cecilia said, taking advantage of the distraction. “By the way, how is living with my cousin? She's a pretty pain in the ass isn’t she, like she was pretty picky with food, and only eats salad since she was a ballerina.”
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