He kissed her for a while, his mood lifting with every second.

"Then just don't meet up with him again, okay? It's not like I did it on purpose- you're the one who always makes me jealous."

He kept kissing her, pulling her onto the couch and wrapping his arms around her waist.

"This couch really needs to go, you know. It's so uncomfortable. Next time, I'll ask my assistant to get you a new one. My back always hurts when I sit here too long."

His hands slid up slowly, his intentions written all over his face.

He was only twenty-three-right at that age where he couldn't get enough of this kind of thing.

Scarlette, though, was almost thirty. For women her age, work came first.

She turned away, already calming down.

Nicholas wasn't having it. He ran his hands around her waist, pouting, "What's wrong, big sis? Not in the mood?"

Scarlette stood up and walked to the bedroom.

Nicholas, still riding the high from just now, followed right behind her.

She picked up her pajamas, ready to head to the bathroom, but Nicholas stuck out an arm to stop her.

"Let's shower after."

work to do. Can't you let me get a decent night's

didn't push further. He shrugged off his already-ruined suit jacket.

frowned but didn't

in the shower. Nicholas didn't get everything he wanted, but he still got plenty, and afterward he sprawled out

her laptop and started

his phone

Scarlette had known each other for over twenty years. There were endless pictures of them

typed away at

leaned against the headboard, and every time he found a new photo, he'd lean

you remember this one? My birthday. You didn't want to come home from school. It was

she glanced over when

at school had been her first taste of real freedom-at least there, she

she wanted to study, without Nicholas always interrupting and dragging her

her well, giving her the

only job was to keep Nicholas

the

Scarlette boarded at school and was always busy-so

she'd come back to blow out the candles with him. The housekeeper tried to comfort

and said she won't be home tonight. Why

town for a competition this

He stubbornly waited until seven, even after the Greenards got home from work and the whole family gathered around to sing

that busy? She promised she'd never miss

school now. It's tough, and she's doing great. Didn't

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