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,

after him,

figure observing the boundless energy of the boy and

play until the yard had been thoroughly explored and the shadows grew long. Finally, Matthew, with the puppy in his arms, trotted over to Marcus. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

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slightly muddy puppy from Matthew's arms,

a bundle of softness, its fur Like silk-except for its belly, which was tender and hairless.

but gentle hand,

head on his dad's shoulder, his fingers unable to resist

just as Matthew began to protest-why couldn't

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