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They always interrupt! Every single time!

Hazel was fuming internally, a mess of sexual frustration and literal frustration at whoever knocked on the door and ruined their moment of passion.

She was flushed, and suddenly she could not bring herself to turn around and look Luca in the eye even after she heard him shut the door, placing the tray of food on the bedside table.

"Food is here." He mumbled with a long sigh, seating on the bed and stretching one of his legs out unto it.

She nodded her head without turning to glance at him. She grabbed a fresh pair of clothes and hurried into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her wordlessly.

She stared at herself in the mirror.

Her eyes were slightly wide, her hair just a little roughed up and trails of pale red marks lined the sides of her neck where Luca had been sucking and nibbling at her tender skin.

She traced the spots with her fingers, a small look of shock on her face.

She could not believe had far they had been able to com