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33. Focus

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KIMBERLY

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“Mommy, mommy,” the incessant tapping on my shoulder drew me away from my peaceful slumber. “Mommy…”

I groaned, turning away from the noise. It had been a while since I slept this well and I didn’t want it to end already. I knew work waited for me this morning but I was certain my boss wouldn’t mind it if I was a bit late.

“Mommy!” The taps turned into shaking and soon, the covers were ripped away from my body. “Ahhh!” Amelia shrieked. “You’re naked, mommy!”

Naked? I never slept naked.

My eyes snapped open and I quickly brought up the covers, covering my naked body. Just before it was covered though, I caught sight of a faint red bruise, making my eyes widen as the events of last night came crashing down on me.

“Fuck.” I cursed out loud.

I wasn’t drunk yesterday. I had been well aware of my actions yet I didn’t stop it as Jackson carried me to bed. And Jackson, that asshole! Couldn’t he be reasonable for once and avoid sleeping with me?

I was supposed to
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