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Chapter 4

Word Count: 659    |    Released on: Today at 11:56

walked back into the dining area and set the DoorDash bag down on the w

lked straight to the kitchen sink and

e, looking slightly embarrassed. "I actually don't k

ess gaming god look so helpless o

wiped her hands on her jeans and w

sat in the middle of the mattress. Greys

uvet cover. She pointed at the heav

bed. They lifted the heavy fabric, tryin

his gaze momentarily flicked upward, locking onto her face. In that split second of distraction, his massive ha

of her sock caught on the edge of the rug

oft mattress, a startled

d and wrapped his arm firmly around her wa

Kaylee felt the intense, burning heat

s from his. She looked straight into his de

han four inches. She could feel the

His voice was a low, raspy wh

ve straight to Kaylee's brain. Her mind f

kward off the bed like she had been electroc

and practically sprinted out of the

ched her run away, a dark, satis

out of the room. He pulled out a cha

s. She pushed half of the massive burri

k a huge bite. His eyes widened like

ve great taste in food," h

d so unguarded, so pure. A massi

at herself for the dirty though

He couldn't even make a bed. And she was standing

d a chicken wing dripping in dark red, ext

r tongue. Her eyes instantly welled up with

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