You'd fought to push your feedings to every twelve hours. I went to the rail and looked out at the trees. I have no talent for reading another's thoughts and feelings, ma petite, not to this degree. I got a glimpse of another woman, but I couldn't see her clearly.
He knew I wouldn't like the thought of strangers coming into the house, much less facing a strange woman that he'd simply brought home to fuck, first thing in the morning. A fresh wave of panic poured through me, tore a scream from my throat, and Damian echoed it. Emotional honesty. Either he wasn't wearing any underwear, or it couldn't keep him contained.
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