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Maybe I hoped in the back of my mind that Jolie would move out to be with him. or break up, either option solving the problem.
I missed his hand doing the job, but my pulse raced at the more secure method.
But when I could only use my concentration. He must be dreaming.
My voice was scratchy when I finally felt I could speak.
Half of what Jolie pays. Plus the cost of the hotel room and a little extra.
Nipple clamps were still on my list of things I wasn't certain about.
"Holly. " Chris lifted his head.
And they say us men are bad when we're sick!" The bed shifted. After a couple of heavy footfalls, the door clicked shut, sealing off the stream of light from the hallway.