watching her in that white dress with hundreds of flowers scattered all over. It held her curves in a way that made me jealous, and I had to will my dick to hold on to some self-control. He had none. But if Ray noticed, she didn’t let on as she put the flowers into the vase and turned to place them on the table. “I have only ever dated one guy,” she admitted, allowing her smile to droop a little as she arranged the big yellow blooms. “And he was never really romantic.” She was implying that I was, and I snorted. “I’m not sure I’d say I’m romantic either.” Ray’s smile returned as she looked at
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