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The Painful Truth
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2025-01-07 04:34:20
Kati GardnerHello Everyone, I sincerely apologies I mixed up the order of a few chapters! The chapters should go as follows when reading. 1 Lester 2 Don't Apologize 3 A Date 4 Into The Flames 5 The Painful Truth
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So, where do we go from here?" Amara asked Damascus as she dried off her hair with the towel that he had provided to her. "What do you mean?" Damascus asked as he pulled a fresh black t-shirt over his head. Amara was silent as she admired his physique. He looked even more rugged with his hair still wet from their shower. His eyes were questioning waiting for her to answer. Amara looked away and she could feel a blush rising to her cheeks. Then a surprise chuckle escaped Damascus. Amara's head snapped back to his gaze. Damascus walked slowly over to her where she sat on one of the chairs at his small table in his room. Damascus stood in front of her and Amara had her head completely back to look up at him and his tall frame. Damascus's hand reached out and gently stroked her cheek. "Feel free to look all you want, Angel," one of his rare smiles pulled at the corner of his mouth. Amara smiled in answer as he was calling her out for basically ogling him as he had dressed. Her blush r
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