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XXXV
The sound of jangling keys in his hands as he unlocked the door was the only thing that disrupted the stillness of the night.
Their ride back home was long and quiet - it felt like an eternity. The awkward, radiating silence between them enveloped the confines of his car. Where earlier it was hot and steamy inside, it was now cold and filled with tension. And it wasn't the sexy, electric tension they normally feel when they're with each o
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K looked down on her phone's screen.
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Their eyes met, and she had to dart them away immediately as she felt hot tears welling up again from inside her. She just got over the whole crying part, and thought there weren't any more left for her to cry out.She tried to distract herself so she would not tear up in front of him. She looked down on her satin pajama shorts and tugged it down a little, realizing she haven't even taken a shower yet and that she probably looked like a t
K. XXXVIII
"What?" Jesse asked, it came off a pitch higher all with the pure, pleasant surprise. A smile was finally drawn in his beautiful face.K couldn't help but smile, too. Seeing Jesse finally a little relieved from all the negative emotions that washed over him earlier. There couldn't have been a more perfect timing for her to say it. "My name..." She trailed off. "IsKristen."
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K. XLIII
"Sit down," Joel asked his son and gestured to be seated on the black, leather visitor chair in his office. He walked to the table beside the window and poured bourbon from the two fresh glasses hegrabbed from his office cabinet."I'm not sitting down," Jesse was quick to respond, closing the door behind him. "What is it that you want to talk about?" He was turning apprehensive and want to make the conversation quick. He didn't want
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