Enamoured (The Enslaved Duet 2)
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The love of my life looked up at me out of the corner of her golden eyes, a cheeky smile creasing her cheek as she said, “Do you think the only reason I did that was for Seb? I was looking for a reason for you to punish me. I was tired of being good.”
“Ah,” I said as Aidon called out for me to look at his trains. “When everyone is tucked into bed, I’ll have to tuck you into the St. Andrews cross and remind you just what happens when you’re bad.”
The End.