Love To Hate My Stepbrother
This book, if real, is worth more than a hundred thousand dollars.
I feel, rather than see, Lorenzo rolling his eyes. "Why don't you open it to find out for yourself?"
My head does a fast ninety degrees turn. I gasp at Lorenzo in shock. "I can touch it?"
"Yes, but first," he reaches for my palms which are shaking, excitement thrumming through me. He takes a hand sanitizer from his pocket, squeezing a considerable amount on the surface of my palms. Next, he takes a handkerchief from his pocket and dries every one of my fingers. All ten of them. "Put these on." He follows it up with silk hand gloves which he drops on my palms.
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