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“— Is fine. Cum for me Ivy.”

His words aren’t a request, and as he teases and drags another orgasm from my spent body, I whisper something I never expected to say.

“I’m falling for you, Griffin.”

I bury my head into his neck as he tugs me forward, a broad grin on his handsome face.

“It’s about fucking time.”

28

GRIFFIN

Kevin frowns when I turn up with Ivy, his eyes boring into mine as he mutters that he ‘wants a word.’

Ivy takes Melody’s hand and guides her into the yard while staring at me with frightened eyes.

Kevin crosses his arms, watching our daughters leave the house, heading for the paddling pool Kevin has set up for Melody.

“What’s up?” I ask, wondering who’s pissed in his Cheerios.

His eyes narrow as he glares at me.

“I know.”

I swallow, unsurehowhe knows, but I assume he means Ivy and me.

“Okay, shit … ” I sigh, wondering why he’s as calm as he is. His left eye twitches as he glares at me, giving away the level of rage hiding beneath the surface. “How?”

“She stayed at your house last night.”

Another statement.

Also true.

“I know you’re mad, but I promise you, I have feelings for her.”

This makes his eyes narrow further, and my stomach sinks.

“She’s too young for you,” Kevin snaps, stepping toward me. His nostrils flare, and I sigh, waiting for the clenched fist beside him to land on my face.

“Come on, you know that’s bullshit,” I argue, just as there’s a knock at the front door.

Kevin stiffens, not moving his eyes from mine as he stares at me with disgust.

“I can’t believe you, man. Where’s your fucking decency?”

Kevin almost rips the door from its hinges, revealing a stunned Shelby.

Kevin strides away from her without even saying hello, which is rude, even for him.

“Hi, Shelby,” I say as Kevin whips his head around to me.

“Of all the women you could’ve had … why her?”

His finger points at Shelby and her eyes widen as she looks between us, her mouth falling into an O shape.

“Wait, Kevin, it’s not what you think … ” Shelby stammers, and I frown.

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