Hertha was like a deer caught in headlights, her eyes darting to the door in panic.

Oh no, her mom was back!

Of all the times for her mom to return!

Hertha leaped up, rushing to Alaric, grabbing his shoulders with a tense expression.

Alaric, with a smirk playing on his lips and his charming eyes lifting in amusement, looked at her mischievously.

"What's the rush? Can't wait any longer?"

"Cut the crap, get up!" Hertha pulled him to his feet, looking around desperately for a hiding spot.

But the key was already turning in the lock, the door about to open.

forcing him to crouch down. She bent over, trying to shove him

nowhere near big enough for Alaric's arm, but Hertha wasn't thinking clearly about the size of the gap, only that she had

surprised to see Hertha pushing a man's head down, trying to squeeze him next

a beat, and as

and straightening his shoulders with a frown, "Hertha, where exactly are you trying

words in

images of Hertha and Alaric kissing

a scenario was thrilling, too intimate for Kimberly to

clear? He has issues with you having two kids,

hurting me!" Hertha winced in pain, her ear feeling

Alaric, realizing Kimberly's words

jab at

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