In the last installment of Summer Seduction
In the first installment of Summer Seduction
The house felt strangely quiet after Jeremy left. I stood at the living room window and watched his car disappear down the street, my heart already beating faster than it should. He’d be gone all day with Emily—a gift of empty hours that made my stomach twist with both guilt and excitement. I told myself I wasn’t going to text Brandon right away. I lasted eight whole minutes.
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