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33 - Boy Trouble

33 - Boy Trouble

Mia

I wiped the counter. It didn’t feel right, so I sprayed some cleaner and wiped it again, applying more pressure. The sweet, sugary scent of vanilla and caramel wafted in the air. My neck prickled with perspiration. It wasn’t right—

I jumped, almost dropping the cleaner and wipe when I heard the oven ding. The cinnamon rolls were done. But my stomach was still twisted with nerves. Leaning back on the counter, I checked my phone when it vibrated with a message notification.

Summer: im bord

Me: Hi Bord, I’m Mia!

Summer: haha vfunny. can i come over

Me: sure, ask em too. I made cinnamon rolls.

Summer: uhoh :)

I frowned at the little creepy smile and kept my phone aside. I took a sharp breath when I bent over to pull out the tray of the cooked rolls. There was an odd twinge between my legs because I had turned ravenous after having sex for the first time and couldn’t sleep until James had fucked me to sleep.

My cheeks heated remembering the night before. How filthy,
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