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He was all that and

He really was a Greek god, and that ue

The thought was super unoriginal, but it was also super apt, and Pippi was equally resigned and chagrined to feel the way her entire body treht hadn’t happened, she thought despairingly Then she would’ve still been safely ignorant of this man’s hotness and he, in turn, would be similarly unaware of her existence

If that night hadn’t happened, the Jones’ curse wouldn’t have found its way into her life, and she’d never have a forbidden taste of the hardness of his body, which Acheron was now revealingloosened one at a time –

WAIT!

WHAT?

Pippi let out a yelp when she realized she wasn’t daydrea

Acheron truly was undressing himself in front of her!

“Stop that!” But another button went loose, and she let out another gasp “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Was I wrong, mikrí mou?” A voice of shalinted icked aht you wanted to see more”

Ood!

“I as not,” she stauilt

“You’re sure?” Another button popped free under his dexterous fingers, exposing more inches of the smooth hard wall of his chest

Oh my God, those abs!

“S-stop undressing yourself”

He alhed at the tone of her words Was she even aware of how reluctant she sounded? Schooling his expression into one of casual inquiry, he asked, “Do you mean I’ll stop just for now?”