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Author: Moonbunnie
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Asher’s POV

Janine’s face looked like she had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. She was in a crouching position, her hands unbuttoning the pants on...

He turned to look at me with apologetic eyes. “Luca!”

“Asher, I’m sorry...” he began.

“Janine, will you get on your feet and fix your clothes!” I yelled in anger. I was filled with utter disgust, seeing my sister in that position and, of all people, with my own friend Luca.

She sighed and proceeded to fix Luca’s pants.

I raked my fingers through my hair. “His hands are working, Janine! I think he can fix his pants by himself.” I turned to look at Luca, my eyes narrowing at him. “Or can you not?” I barked. My heart was pounding in my chest, and my fists were clenched by my sides.

Janine opened her mouth to protest, but he hushed her. “It’s okay, baby. Let it go...”

Baby? I saw red in that instant, the muscles in my jaw tightening. Now, I was raving mad. “What the heck is going on here?” I barked.

Janine’s eyes widened, her fac
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