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The Billion Dollar Smile
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Unbelievable.
FORREST STILL had a father. Estranged, dangerous, or not, he should be lucky. At least he still got one. I wondered if he ever mentioned his father to our friends or this was one of his many secrets.
Forrest was still on top of me after another round of amazing and steamy sex—he made love with me and made me feel so special and cared for.
He looked worried, though, and hell, I was anxious.
He was constantly sighing and zoning out. I wished I could help or stop him from meeting his father, but I didn’t know what to do. I’d never been in his situation. The fact that his mother was worried about him so that he could be in great danger.
“This isn’t our last sex, right?” I wanted to hit myself in the head.
Forrest wasn’t surprised. So, I made myself believe that we wanted the same thing.
He groaned. “Uh-uh. I’m not done with you. Not even close. There could be hundreds more, thousa
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