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“Nice aim, Joey.” Danielle laughed, holding onto his shoulders for balance as he crouched in front of her and cleaned her fucking leg. “Nice legs.” Oh no he did not! He did. He fucking did! I wanted to scream. The jealousy that rose up inside of me was so intense that I could physically feel my body temperature rising.
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