Chapter 141

“Morning, Damian,” I greeted him.

It was nearly 11 am, and he had woken up before me. He was now watching tv in the living room. I straddled him once I reached him, burying my face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent.

“You smell nice,” I told him.

His chest rumbled from his soft laughter. “...

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