Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

Chapter 402

402-Thirsty Pussy.

"So, Maynard! How long do you plan to stay in my pack?" Lazio asked, breaking the attention of the girls, who were giggling and laughing together.

"Maybe a few weeks. I hope I don't become a burden on you guys," Maynard whispered, sneaking a glance at me.

"Enya!" Christina cleared her throat, turning to me. "How about we girls plan something together when the boys are working?" She invited me, and it really surprised me. I didn't think she would even want me to tag along. Christina and Valerie seemed very close, almost as if they had known each other since they were kids.

"Sure," I nodded faintly.

It was then that I noticed Valerie sneakily pointing at my nails, and Christina covered her mouth to laugh. I had stopped taking care of my hands because of the chores I do at home. Their sneaky laughs made me hide my hands.

"If you guys are staying here, we can plan picnics too." Valerie clapped her hands when suggesting a picnic. I assumed I was invited to that as well.

They kept talking and making plans and not once did Lazio ask me why I hadn't even touched my food. Tears were forcing to leave my eyes, but it would be so awkward if I started crying in front of them. So I kept blinking and taking deep breaths.

the back of my other hand and

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head, I would have found him looking at me with his whole heart. I used to be the center of his attention. No matter what we were doing, no

was now impossible to not

Please tell me a joke-anything to cheer me up. I don't want to cry in front of these strangers,’ I

my bag to leave. I didn't turn around and sped out of the restaurant, and when I finally turned around, I realized they didn't

on Christina's cellphone that they missed me walking out on

now,' I said, smiling through tears, walking on the empty

was true then, I was only wanted because of my powers,' I sobbed, 'even you

around with so much sadness on my face that if I had seen someone walk on the road so helplessly, I’d approached them and asked

my lips at the memory of how the storm used to make me feel more powerful. Now I was miserable. I made my

I started mopping the floor without even wearing gloves. It wasn't my hobby, but

were even messier after I married Lazio. Our marriage wasn't a fantasy wedding either. He

back then, even I didn’t care. I was so consumed by the sorrow of losing Thiago that I

the guestroom for Christina and Maynard,

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