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Dorothy only realized something was off as she settled into the car, headed towards Bay Residence.

How on earth did Everett know about her twisted ankle? Everett was focused on the road; he addressed her unspoken question before she could voice it.

"The car you saw this morning, it was mine." "Oh..." Dorothy found herself at a loss for words.

Pursuing this topic would unavoidably lead to explaining why she hadn't invited Everett to pay respects to her mother.

He didn't press further, though. Despite both sitting in the front, an invisible wall seemed to have erected between them. Neither had the courage to tear it down.

Back at home, Everett headed straight for the master bathroom to shower.

Dorothy knew that even he himself couldn't stand that smell of smoke! She checked on the kids upstairs; the hired chef had already prepared their dinner, and they were now scattered, each absorbed in their own activities.

returning to the bedroom, she noticed Everett hadn't turned on the

the switch, her hand was suddenly enveloped, and in a

yet." His voice was as husky as ever, his Adam's apple bobbing as

he wasn't wearing

like a teenager experiencing his first

he began to move with a fervor that left her wincing in pain, but she

with a desperate intensity, sealing her lips with

relentless waves, unsure of where to anchor or when the

she could do was relax as best she could, meeting

wasn't about pleasure for him; he was desperately trying to prove

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out, embracing his narrow waist, silently

leave me," Everett's voice was raw as