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mature audiences only 18+! contains an age gap, dark romance, explicit sexual content/ scenes, crime, light BDSM, gunplay, murder/violence, etc. Some situations will not be suitable for all readers. Read at your own discretion* Deacon Another week has flown by in the blink of a fücking eye, since my last date with Myla. It feels like I haven't seen her in months, though.

He replied in under two minutes: On my way. And now here he was. Six-foot-three of pure, forbidden temptation. Jake’s complete opposite — darker hair, sharper jaw, deeper voice, and a quiet intensity that always made my stomach flutter even when I was pretending it didn’t. Alex was thirty-two. Jake was twenty-eight. And right now, the eight-year age gap felt like the hottest thing in the world. I let the door swing wider, wearing nothing but an oversized white t-shirt that barely covered my ass and a tiny black thong. No bra. My nipples were already hard, pressing obviously against the thin fabric.

"And Riley, you've been very open about the challenges you faced. The age gap, the professional ethics questions. Watching the show, those struggles come through powerfully." "That was important to us," Riley managed, finding her voice. "We didn't want the show to sugarcoat anything. Yes, we found each other. Yes, we're happy. But it wasn't easy. We want people to understand that." Jennifer nodded. "Let's talk about the age gap. You were twenty-eight, Samuel was twenty-one when you met. That's seven years. Some viewers have criticized the relationship, called it inappropriate. What do you say to that?" Riley had prepared for this question. They'd known it was coming.

"The contract marriage. The one night stand. You didn't need to say any of that." "True," I agreed. "So why did you." I set my mug down and considered him for a moment. Axel Darwin was twenty four years old, ran his family's firm with more competence than his age suggested, and from what I'd just seen he probably had been in love with Xena Cross quietly and without resolution for long enough that it had become structural. "She knows how to rile a man up," I simply said. "Even when she's not trying." I looked at him directly. "You probably understand that."

Dean adds weights to the leg press. “Don’t take advice from him,” Owen says. “He’s married. And we all know what happens to your sex life when you get married. It disappears.” “I disagree,” Archer starts, and we all round on him. Dean acts like he’s going to puke, and Archer rolls his eyes. Archer is married to our baby sister. It’s an unspoken rule he’s not allowed to bring anything up that makes us think their relationship is more than PG. Even though they have one kid and are trying for another.

I go to the bookstore with Dean instead. "So how are you feeling now that you're old?" I roll my eyes at him but smile. "I'm just eighteen and I feel just fine." He giggles. "You know, now that you are older and stuff, the boys will find you more appealing." He's teasing me since I've never had a boyfriend or something even remotely close. "I prefer to wait and see what happens instead of going out like you and making out with the first boy that crosses your path." I snap at him playfully. He laughs and goes to another aisle of books. I shake my head. Dean is a lost cause in the boy department.

He shrugged. "That's really cool." I told him. "Now, you ask me a question." Dean said. "How old were you when you lost your virginity?" I questioned. "14. I lost it to a sophomore in my high school. She was the hottest." He smirked. "Wow." "What about you? How old were you?" He asked.

Dev laughs—hard. “A younger mate?! Arya, he just started high school! He’s ten years younger than Amelia! I mean, a five or six year age gap when everyone’s in their twenties is one thing, but he’s barely a teenager!” “I get it,” I say. “But think about Meredith, Hakeem, and Gael. There was a time when she was thirteen, and they were nineteen and twenty.” Dev sighs. “Yeah, I know. You’re right. It just feels so wrong right now. Amelia and Kennedy will be in their thirties by the time Ryder even feels the matebond. Some people like an age gap, sure—but come on, Arya.”

I exclaim in excitement, “Who is it? Do you have pics?” “Yeah, but I can’t show you who it is,” he sighs, “Just know, he’s hot. And out of my league.” “I don’t believe that anyone is out of your league. You’re literally perfection,” I say, making him smile up at me. He looks like the angelic version of Dean, so he’s beyond gorgeous. “Thanks, but he totally is. A lot older than me, he has a perfect life, everyone respects him…” “Is he married? Straight?” I ask, and Dean shakes his head, “Then what’s the problem?”

May 1996: Devin age 14 - Ana 8 year - Melissa - 6 - Alastair married to Melanie – Dev father alive, Eleanor committed suicide… March 2008: Devin age 26 - Ana 20 year - Melissa 18 - Alastair married to Melanie – Dev father alive August 2011: Devin age 29 –Dev father dead + Melanie dead (two month ago) February 2013: Devin age 31 – Ana 25, Alyssa 25 – Melissa 23 – Alastair dead 29 May 2013: Marriage And Happy Ending His face was a classical male version: harsh lines on his cheeks and jawline, his short hair carefully swept back from his forehead, his golden skin glowed in the sunshine, making her fingers itch to feel the texture under her fingers. The most conspicuous part of his face was his