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February 5 - February 7, 2025
Owen kissed like a man who understood that a kiss shouldn’t be rushed. It was not an appetizer, but a full, satisfying meal.
“I’m a growing boy,” I teased, slowly lowering my face. “And I need to eat.”
“But you’re some kind of expert.” Now that was the best compliment I’d probably ever received. Fuck my diplomas. I wanted that matted, framed, and hung on my office wall.
I found my mother standing by the sink and smiling maniacally at me. “Don’t say a word.” She laughed. “I’m just here for the show.”

