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But I didn’t.

I didn’t make that connection at all.

Like, not even fucking kind of.

So, are you new to the area or passing through?

Just passing through.

I drop my hands to my sides.

The night I met Kendra, she said she was just passing through.

Pretty little liar.

I’ll make her pay for that later.

Groaning, I step away from the door and start to undo my pants.

Taking a piss shouldn’t feel so vulgar. But wrapping my fingers around my cock with my perfect little dream girl on the other side of the wall…

Nope.

Not going there.

Not thinking about it.

I’m here for breakfast with my friend and his daughter.

I will not jerk off in the bathroom.

I hesitate, then shake my head.

I will not.

Chapter 23

Kendra

Oh my god.Oh my god. Oh my god.

I stand in front of my mirrored closet doors and overthink my outfit.

My bed is strewn with nearly every piece of clothing I own, as I’ve already tried on every reasonable option.

It’s breakfast. At home.

I grit my teeth and let out a quiet shriek of stress.

If I delay any longer, my dad will come looking for me, making sure I didn’t fall back asleep.

I wish.

I wish falling back asleep was my biggest problem this morning.

But no.

My biggest problem is the fact that I slept with my dad’s best friend.

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