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27-She likes him.

The moon set and the stars were sparse, and the long dark night passed. The next day Hermosa opens her heavy, sore eyelids at sunrise.

There is a plain white ceiling, no childish wind chimes and no sleeping Elisa or Sesame Street dolls around.

This was Brent's room.

She had been with sir...... last night...

The realisation brought Hermosa abruptly back to consciousness. Her face burned and she raised a hand to shield her eyes, but she couldn't stop the intermittent thoughts from flooding into the sea with the aching pain her body revived with.

She hadn't been able to make him comfortable.

Sir didn't want to fuck her, but he gave her his room anyway.

How could her Sir be so nice ......

Guilt and emotion sent a tingle through Hermosa's nose. She turned and buried her face in the soft pillows, catching a whiff of slightly spicy vanilla with a light floral and citrus back note, aggressive yet gentle to the core.

The smell of Brent.

Hermosa is cautious at first, but the more she s
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