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273 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 5, 2019














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“It’s a pair of panties,” I tell him. “They were bothering me, too. So I took them off.”
“But…they’re damp.” Incredulity rings through the statement.
“I know. That’s why they were bothering me. I could feel them. And it was…distracting.”
“But they’re really fucking damp.”
“Of course they are!” I snap, my frustration boiling through. “I’m sexually attracted to you, and you were touching my bare skin and holding me close. So I was physically aroused. But then I hyperfocused on the wetness and I couldn’t feel anything else, or think of anything else. So I spaced out and was rude to your friend.”
“You didn’t talk to Patrick because you were focused on how wet your pussy was?”
“That’s what I just said.”
‘A handful of text messages greet me when I leave the shower, and a tight band of tension wraps around my chest when I see the name of Audrey’s assistant, Jessica. Maybe calling everything off. Notifying me that the Wyndham mansion isn’t worth putting up with my shit.
Instead sheer relief hits me when I see it’s a group message titled ‘Audrey’s Little Helpers’ that includes Jessica and the other assistant, Jeremy. And I must be crazy about this woman, because group messages are stupidly fucking annoying and yet here I am, glad to see it.’