Chapter Eighty–Eight

DRAVIN

Demonic A silty feminine voter sounds a Dominic

1 pash agomst his chest to peer behind him and the sight

bothers me: What I don’t lie is the plane she’s giving me in ohrase dispiralone of my being.

shispers, studving my fottures before taming wond

houts, jumping forward to the ow

You’ve got to be hacker kidding me

m Dominica shoulders an be net

up on him. Het dark brown gar Exudes on me and k

I’m sure he can tell how I’m beris

at toward the back of the turke :

to go ahead and in ever be

an, Demooict I want to talk

Tanya tuo an pick out several choice cars of steak

It head in their direction, bell benton latening to myself not to turn around and colect my selections from the butt,

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esses into me from behind to soutie ma

bear nothing a blot of

“I take those for you, baby, Domonic’s voice in low and breathe at be reaches an

I mest look relieved, because the dimplied smille be given.

from my syste

of my hands in his and tugging

long in you understand that I will

search of Mos Tama. The more camusudly crowded this munting

as we step into line befund a couple tocing

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to Placing the meat on the conyor belt, be

sigh. The pur of Den

newfound

to feeling.

belong here

onlooker. They were nice

moting hand in land. The

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Chapter Eighty–Eight

past few days and I

in my body are fucking with my Chi. That must be what it is. sandr kann somienna excly pushed around and the old Depren would ban answered those nosey shoppers inside the more with a big unforgiving

Tu

pulling ontours and

says, diding his

throwing his arm around my shoulders. It’s

of him. She hasn’t changed.”

of the cottage. Im led to see Gabriels car is still gone and most of my

not feeling up to the sting of prying eyes.

before we braded to the store. “I forbid to

“Emily picked it out

my lips, thinking

between her tastes and my own.

something you would like. Its tight and spandex and everything Draven.” She wiggles her eyebrows. “Talu got ya little

tight with annoyance.

says she has something she dying to tell me. The two of us tumble out of the car and head straight for the house,

pack is a lot bigger than ours was, comment, counting at least twenty homes on

the first time I notice the dark purple hickey fading out at the base of his throat. He notices me staring and clears his throat, his face coloring with something that looks like a blush. “What fuck are you gawking at?” He hisses,

taking a seat on my bumper to stare out into the

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