Hot Daddy’s Best Friend
I stayed seated, anticipating what was about to happen as I watched everyone stride out the door, except that Jude paused at the door, and gave me a knowing look that carried a mix of concern and jealousy before turning on his heel.
Jalen’s eyes rested on the books in front of him, trying not to be too obvious. He didn’t look at me again until the last person disappeared through the door. Then he crossed the room in three long strides, flipped the lock, and pulled the shade down over the narrow window in the door.
The second the shade dropped, he was on me.
His mouth snatched into mine—sharp, desperate, and starving. I gasped against his lips and he swallowed the sound, as I tugged his shirt
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