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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.

to the bedroom, she noticed Everett

for the switch, her hand was suddenly enveloped, and in a swift motion, she was lifted into the air and

apple bobbing as he spoke. The smoky scent was gone,

for his clothes, only to find he wasn't wearing any, her fingers grazing his cool

almost like a teenager experiencing his first

her wincing in pain, but she bit her lip,

devoured her with a desperate intensity, sealing her

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do was relax as best she

about pleasure for him; he was desperately

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reached out, embracing his narrow waist, silently conceding

say you won't leave me," Everett's voice was raw as