Chapter 58 FIFTY-SIX

—Mabel—

My face colored.

I hated how dirty thoughts played in my head as I stepped into one of the night dresses with a plunging neckline. I walked to the mirror and gasped.

My n*pples perked beneath the lace—already taut with afterthoughts.

I could imagine Alec seeing them, reaching forw...

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