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And badly

It would be completely inappropriate for ood money to do a job for her—one that does not include sex and orgasms

Besides that, Joslyn hasn’t given one indication she thinks about me in the same way She’s not tried to flirt or dress provocatively—the sexy sleep outfit last night doesn’t count as she wore it to bed without ever intending for me to see it—and she’s been very much held in reserve around me

For a ht years who has always been incredibly confident and sure of hiotme off I hope to fuck I can lure this et back on to h

I crack ame plan to lure Joslyn’s stalker out into the open It’s ballsy and full of risk, but I believe we can pull it off I don’t see any other way unless Joslyn were just to go back about her life and wait for the guy to strike again That’s not even an option really Who could live like that?

I know I sure as fuck couldn’t

The sounds of the French door opening behind lance overout to join me I kneould be her Sensed it Felt the vibe Prickled with awareness Whatever the fuck it’s called, I felt her co before I saw her

While the patio lights are off, there’s enough landscape lighting around the hedges and in the bushes to easily see she’s got a glass of wine in her hand as she walks ht she’d want to joinabout Joslyn inspires relaxation

I don’t say a word, though, as she coht up to the banister to stand beside me She bends at the waist, puts her forearazes out at the horizon silently

“You should get sorumble before I take a sip of my beer I move a step to the left to put some distance between us

“I know,” she replies quietly “I tried, but I just can’t I usually come out here when I can’t sleep I didn’t mean to disturb you”

“It’s your house” My reply is curt and assholish “Do what you want”

“I will,” she snaps, showing a very brief glimpse of the sass I used to appreciate sooffered to amuse me