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Dan grabs me by the elbow and pulls me back from his nephew. The act is so effortless that I feel like I am floating on air as we leave the scene without another word.Aspen gives me a look that I do not know how to perceive. Is it pity? An apology? But why would she pity me or apologize to me? She’s not the type. She’s a witch.Right, Dad?“Where are we going?” I ask Dan once I am a bit out of my daze. Only a bit, though, because I think those pills I crunched on like candy are starting to take effect.“I’ll drive you home.”“Why?”“Because you are a few minutes away from collapsing.”So he did know about my exhaustion. Yikes. Am I that obvious to everyone else?“I can take a cab. You said you were going back to the firm.”“Since you were late, I rescheduled my morning meetings, so I do not have anything until the afternoon.” He unlocks his car and steps to the driver’s side.I roll my eyes. “Sorry for messing up your morning meetings, husband.”He pauses with his hand on his door’s

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DANIELhen my father said that I have a train brain, it had absolutely nothing to do with how much I actually love trains.My train brain does not reverse. Ever. Once it is moving forward, it just keeps going. There are no regrets. No going back and definitely no retracting what I fucking said or did.So now, I have a train life, one that is only focused on getting shit done and moving on to the next thing, then the one after that, and so on. That is how my train brain works.Forward.Outward.Nothing is kept inward. Otherwise, it’ll rot and cause my downfall.Now is no different. The present and the past are only a step for the future. A stop, a station. They are not what I should be focused on and I certainly should not be thinking about her fucking words. The words that she should not have said in that sultry voice that I want to hear say fucked-up things.I do not want safe and boring.That is what started it all. That is what brought us to this moment where she’s staring at me as

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GENEVIEVEwo weeks later, I am forced back to reality.I am forced to let go of the hope I held on to so tightly when Dad had his accident. Because the truth is, he’s not waking up and probably will not. The doctor said that the more time he spends in a coma, the slimmer his chances are of coming out of it.And even though I have been visiting him every day, I can feel the gloomy cloud that hovers over his hospital bed. I can tell that my dad is probably not there anymore, no matter how much I talk to him and read to him and everything in between.And that is just been too painful to think about, so I distracted myself with school before the summer break. And cleaning. I do that a lot when I am anxious or stressed. I scrub floors and counters and dishes and the bathroom.In my head, I am scrubbing my mind clean. Does it work? For a while, maybe, but not in the long term. Because the problems far outweigh the solutions. I thought myself strong enough to take it all—let it soak in and t

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As their desire continues to grow, so does their intimacy. They find themselves sharing secrets, fears, and dreams, baring their souls to each other. It's in these moments of vulnerability that the connection deepens, and the desire between them becomes more profound.The physical aspect of desire evolves as well. What started with stolen glances and tentative touches now becomes a full embrace of passion. The yearning for each other's bodies takes on a new dimension, and their physical connection becomes a language of its own, speaking volumes without the need for words.Desire between a couple is not only about physical attraction; it's also about emotional connection. They become each other's confidants, supporters, and allies in the journey of life. The desire to see the other person happy and fulfilled becomes a driving force in their relationship.There are moments of vulnerability, where they might disagree or face challenges, but the desire to overcome these obstacles together

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“I am not the boss of you yet, considering that you do want to intern for me.”“Not for you,” she says slowly. “For Knox.”“That will not be happening, so it is either with me or you are out of here.”Her lips fall open and she swallows, then clamps them shut before they open again.Knox releases a tsking sound. “Like uncle, like nephew, all you and Sebastian ever do is steal my interns.”“But…I want to intern with Knox,” she says with more conviction.“Then leave.”She purses those lips again, her body getting rigid and her nostrils flaring. She’s clinking her nails against each other, too. Clink. Clink. Clink.“Or follow me.” I turn around, not waiting to see if she follows.She will.Not only did she come over here with one intention, but she’s also not the type who gives up, not even if she has to make compromises.I am the one who’s supposed to push her away, not offer her an internship or even invite her to my office.This is my focus zone, after all, and having her in it will f

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GENEVIEVEehave or you will pay.Behave. Or. You. Will. Pay.He can not say things like that and then walk away—or more like kick me out—because I have questions. Lots of them. How am I going to pay? Why? Where? When?So many questions.Like everything when it comes to Dan, I guess. And I do not know why I want to pay, or maybe I do know. Because I am a masochist, in a way, and masochists like pain, especially when it is a result of something we’ve done.I think that is why I kissed him back then, because my masochistic tendencies took hold of me and I couldn’t escape them. And God forbid I tell Dad about them, because what would I say? Dad, I think I have masochistic tendencies toward your friend and I am unable to stop them. Yeah, I would not be able to look him in the eye again.Anyway, because of what Dan said, I am unable to focus on the file. I read a few lines and then I go back to thinking about all the words he said to me.Baby girl.Behave.Pay.Oh, and truly fucked. That on

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“You do not look fine. If you were a PC, I would run a malware check. But I can not, so I am lost here.”That earns a smile from me. “I do not think any malware checks can fix me or what I saw.”“What you saw? You mean Aspen?”“You know her?”“Who does not? She’s the only woman around here with balls bigger than some men.”“So you like her?”“Not specifically. But I like what she does. We need more women like her.”“I heard Krew Shaw hates her, like, loathes and despises her because she’s a witch.” God, I am stooping so low, even using Dad like this—sorry, Dad—but it is because of what I saw that I can not help it.“I heard he’s an egotistical jerk.”“Hey!” My voice cracks, feeling the jab on behalf of my father.She lifts a shoulder. “All I am saying is there are always two sides to every story. Just because Krew hates her does not mean she’s bad. Besides, Daniel is more important and he likes her.”“He…does not.”“Of course, he does. I recently joined the firm and even I know that e

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GENEVIEVEJealousy, in all its turmoil and torment, can be a catalyst for growth and transformation. When we confront the green-eyed monster that lurks within, we embark on a journey of self-discovery, ultimately leading to a deeper understanding of ourselves and our relationships.In the face of jealousy, communication becomes a lifeline. Honest and open conversations with our partners are the bridge that connects our hearts and minds, allowing us to share our insecurities and fears. Through this vulnerability, we create a space for trust to flourish, and we strengthen the bonds that hold our relationships together.It is in these moments of candid conversation that we learn about the inner workings of our loved ones. We discover the reasons behind their actions, the motivations behind their choices, and the depth of their commitment. It's a chance to understand that we are not in competition with others for their affections, but rather, we are unique individuals who complement and c

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He wraps his arms around me. “I have got you.”I hug him back. “Now I am feeling like I am using you.”“I am the one who’s using you so that you will give me a permanent job when you own W&S.”I push back, laughing. “They’ll be lucky to have you.”“I am holding you to that.” He ruffles my hair before he hops on his bike. The sound of the revving engine echoes in the air as he leaves, and I remain there, waving, until he disappears out of sight.Then I tiptoe to the entrance because Dad will totally have my ass for being late and riding on a bike.My shoulders hunch when I open the front door.Right. Dad is not here anymore. I think I am still in denial about it all, because every day, I wake up thinking I’ll find him in the kitchen or that he’ll be banging on my door, telling me I am late for school.In my mind, my dad’s still here. He’ll come back, because that is what dads do. They stay.They do not leave like moms do.My dad will not abandon me like she did.“What time is it?”I ju

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GENEVIEVEravity seems to have left the building.Or maybe it is my sanity.Maybe it is both.Because I do not feel either of them—neither gravity nor my sanity. I am floating on air and unable to land.Or more accurately, I am floating on Dan’s shoulder. His broad shoulder that I have always looked at and might have dreamt about touching it, but not with my stomach. I wasn’t that crazy.Apparently, I am now, though, because that is all I can think about—my stomach on his shoulder. Okay, that is a lie. I am thinking about a lot of things, like how his strong arm is looped around my calves and the way my head is hitting his powerful back with each step up the stairs.He’s carrying me like I am a weightless feather. The effortlessness of the act does things to me. His strength. His brutishness. His domination.All of it.And I soak it in, allow it to tear me open and seep inside me. Is not that what masochists do? Not only do we seek the pain, but we also wallow in it and allow it to gr

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