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How small they seemed.

How tempting it was to slip a pair of her panties into my pocket.

How I did.

And howI put them back.

But I didn’t put them back because I’m a good man.

I did it because they were clean.

And what use do I have for panties that smell like dryer sheets?

I take my front steps two at a time, my dick thickening at the thought of having a pair of Courtney’s panties that smell like her.

That smell like her hot little pussy.

I’d hold them against my face as I?—

I shove my front door open with one hand and shove the other down the front of my jeans.

I got too close to her yesterday.

I can’t do that again.

I’m going to set some new boundaries for myself.

Just as soon as I jerk off.

Again.

Chapter 44

Courtney

I pauseat the sight of the clipboard on my front step, once again moved from where I left it in the Food Hall.

I don’t know if there’s a clipboard protocol around here—if there is, no one told me. But since I start each day making coffee, I figured I’d leave my lists by Big Joe so it’s ready for me each morning.

But this is Sterling. And he makes no sense to me.

Grabbing the clipboard, I step back into the cabin.

There are still the usual pages of tasks. Except there’s also money attached.

I tug the cash free.

It’s thirteen dollars.

The same thirteen dollars I gave Sterling yesterday.

Below, on top of the usual pages, is a single sheet of paper with a single line scrawled out.

Lunch is included.

Yawning and climbinginto bed freshly showered and hair braided, I wonder if it’s a coincidence I didn’t see Sterling all day.

Or if he’s avoiding me.

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