‘Well, that wasn’t so comforting,’ Charlie thought. Her relationship with Taylor wasn’t even official yet, but she was already feeling the anxiety!“Well, I’ll try to be open-minded,” Charlie said. “Wait, we didn’t finish our conversation earlier. Who in your family is involved in politics now?”Bef
Grayson, Taylor’s father, leaned forward with interest and asked, “So, Charlie, tell us about yourself?”Mr. West was much like his sons—a tall man with blond hair. Unlike Taylor, he wore glasses. The lines on his face suggested he was about forty-eight or forty-nine years old. He wore a long-sleeve
At nine in the morning, Charlie was cooking eggs for breakfast. She froze when the doorbell suddenly rang.Her heart raced, hoping, but at the same time, she was angry!Taylor had not returned the previous night. Because of that, she had not gotten any sleep, and she had to study for an exam the nex
“My mother began suspecting Amber, but I really liked her then and fought for her. I told my mom that Amber would never do such a thing. I even left home for two weeks, resulting in another headline suggesting Grandpa was losing grip on his family.”“So, it was all Amber?” Charlie asked, turning to
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“Please tell me that Amber’s in jail,” Charlie asked after pulling away from Taylor.Taylor continued holding Charlie on one side. He nodded and said, “Including Grandpa’s political rival, Harrison Witmore. He wanted to run for governor, but now, he and those who implemented the spying are locked up
“I’ll help in any way I can,” Charlie offered. “I’ll drop by the College of Engineering now and then.”“You don’t have to,” Taylor said. “I don’t want to burden—”“It’s not a burden. I can even join Tristan’s therapy sessions so I can better understand,” Charlie offered.Taylor stared at her with an
“You’re good?” Taylor asked after Charlie finished her omelet and toast.Now that she had filled her stomach, she yawned, unable to contain her tiredness. When Taylor saw that, he asked, “You didn’t sleep well?”“Because I was worried about you,” Charlie snapped. “You kept me up again. And to think
Inner Devil: ‘At least she’s happy. Look at her glowing face!’“Um.” Dawn made a face and asked, “Are you mad?”“No!” Charlie huffed. She threw herself on the bed. “I’m not mad! I wish I had done the same! I’d be at ninja level by now!”“No, seriously,” Charlie turned to Dawn and said, “I just wante
“What did you say?” Charlie asked, raising a brow.Dawn cleared her throat and repeated, “Max and I already made love over the weekend, like… eight times.”“EIGHT TIMES????!!!!!!” Charlie clarified.Inner Devil: ‘Eight fucking times????’ Inner Devil 2: ‘No way! Dawn? Did your Guardian Angel live?’
Dawn shook her head. “Let’s start with the good news.”“We have actual clothes. I found two of your shorts in here. They probably got mixed in with mine,” Maxwell said. “But the only shirts we have are these.”He pulled out one extra-large T-shirt with a print that read: [I Put the ‘Max’ in Maximum
Dawn felt the pain, but as soon as Maxwell pinned his bare body against her, the pleasure returned. The fact that they were skin-to-skin gave her a different level of happiness.“Max,” Dawn shut her eyes, noting how it felt to have something long and big inside her.It honestly scared her at first,
“Mmmm.” He heard Dawn react.He continued to kiss her jaw, then her neck. He gave her soft bites, licking a few parts of her skin while slowly moving down.“You smell so good, Noodle,” he said softly.When he stared at her breasts, his breathing hitched. He had been looking forward to getting his mo
Standing in front of Maxwell was a very slender Dawn wearing sexy, soft pink silk nightwear that flowed a few inches below her hip.And Dawn? She was covering herself with her hands. Her fair skin was on full display—from her chest, arms, and long legs. Her face was red, and she averted his gaze. Sh
By Friday, Maxwell still drove Dawn to the hospital. They had lunch together and came home together.Dawn was preparing to give a little more to their relationship—because why not? They had the ultimate green light—not just a nod, not just a wink. It was like their mothers were holding up signs: “GO
Yes, they welcomed Thomas into the house, but no, he wasn’t comfortable in any way.He was standing before Dawn while she was seated on the couch.And the entire time, Maxwell paced around the living room, repeatedly thrusting his fist into his palm as a warning. Mina stood behind them, throwing dag
“Thank you, Mrs. Hamilton. I’m really glad we talked,” Dawn said.But, it wasn’t just Mrs. Hamilton. At 10 a.m., Andi walked up to her desk.“Wow, I saw you and Maxwell Turner kissing outside. I—” she gulped, “I’m sorry. He’s hot, by the way. You’re so lucky.”Dawn just stared at her, then calmly re