Today, if Karen could actually make it to that blind date, he’d eat his own hat.

But it didn’t cost three times to exhaust a woman. By round two, Karen was already speechless. Her whole body was drenched as if she’d been pulled from a stormy sea.

“I really… can’t do this…” she rasped. Her voice was hoarse and breathless, her fiery spirit worn down to a mere whisper of surrender.

Jeffrey, too, was feeling the burn of exhaustion that came from days without proper rest. But that didn’t stop him from teaching the woman beneath him a lesson.

“Still thinking about that blind date?” he taunted.

“If I say I won’t go, will you stop?” Karen wheezed, her throat as dry as a bone.

He raised an eyebrow, “Maybe.”

“Fine, I won’t go. Now let me go,” Karen managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper.

Satisfied with her capitulation, Jeffrey gave one final push, bringing their second round to a swift conclusion.

He withdrew, standing to fetch a bottle of water from the trunk of the car for Karen, who was too exhausted to even reach for it without trembling.

and held the bottle to her lips, “I’ll

too spent to argue so she

moment to

for the blind date. He was calling

watched her with an intensity that made her

you dare speak,” Karen whispered

can’t go on that

I’m a hot mess. I couldn’t go on a blind date if

were a disaster, her hair a wild tangle, and

and cleared her throat with a soft cough. But she was still hard to mask the roughness in her

“Dad…”

It’s time. Will you come straight there, or do you want to

parched lips, hesitating, “Dad, I might not make

Why?” Derek

probably won’t be able to make it.

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