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Enny's Art the paris apartment: a novelyou began to feel like homethe paris apartmentthis wasn't my plan
Having somneone who whispers all of his sweet nothings in French had its perks as well.
Je sais comment gérer ses goûts. I know how to handle him, I say, which in French, translates to I know how to handle his tastes. I turn to Alex, whose hand I can feel trying to inch up under my dress, and I clasp my fingers around his, stopping him from moving any further in front of his uncle. He clears his throat, moving his hand to my knee and turning back to the other two men, a little breath that sounds like a laugh escaping.
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