I've been remaining chaste for you.”

Melissa thought he had some nerve. - Marcus stubbed out the cigarette and headed off to find his son.

Watching him go, Melissa felt a twinge of confusion.

Marcus seemed possessive, yet his pace was deliberate. He didn't even insist sharing her bed when she moved in. It was like he was slowly melting her, and she really felt vulnerable.

Melissa felt trapped, like there was no way out.

The evening sky was growing dim, cloaked in the velvet hues of impending twilight.

spacious backyard, his laughter

around after him, both of them completely engrossed in

a distance, a quiet figure observing the boundless

the puppy in his arms, trotted over to Marcus. S~ᴇaʀᴄh

dirty. Can

slightly muddy puppy from Matthew's arms, ready to tackle the

hairless. Just as Marcus started cleaning the playful pup, Matthew hurried back with a towel, his eyes

strong but gentle hand, scooped up Matthew and headed toward

sheepish pride and affection, rested his head on his dad's shoulder, his

them, just as Matthew began to protest-why couldn't Minnie dine with them? Marcus, ever the patient explainer, tried to lay out

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