Her Secret Keeper
I felt my nipples harden instantly, Jayce’s eyes flickering down, making me internally curse Livvy for having me wear this revealing dress.
Belle had taken Mason’s attention away, rubbing her hand up and down his arm as she complimented his attire and how the color made his eyes pop or something along those lines.
“I…I…I’m Tara,” I said, feeling like some drugged up mental patient.
He smirked, although it never reached his eyes, but still made me clench my thighs.
“Yes, Tara…Strider,” he said, finally letting go of my hand, “And this is Maribel Lee.”
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