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I mean, she’s as close as a sister

But fuck… I sure as hell don’t feel like her brother half the ti , fabulously explosive sex that was not at all brotherly or sisterly

Christ… I as

The sound of a key scraping in my front door lock catches my attention and I spin midstride toward my kitchen to face the door Mollie has a spare key so she could coo as she pleased

For aforup for her I glance over at where Sa to break him of the first day they arrived—and note his head is cocked to the side with his eyes lasered on the door to see who’s co in By the slow thump of his tail on the cushion, I know he suspects it’s his mom

Decision made, I scramble over the couch and plop down beside Samson, then loop my arm over him

The door lock clicks, and Mollie steps through There is no backward glance to the hallhich tells me Jett isn’t there

Or he’s already left after giving her a thoroughly hot kiss goodnight

I shake ht

Mollie closes the door, then turns to face reet her She bends over and ruffles her fingers through his fur, cooing about what a good boy he is She looks up with a s up?”

I certainly can’t tell her, “Oh, just pacing orry and an overload of es about you”

Instead, I shrug and say, “I was just surfingout”

“When was the last time Samson went out?” Mollie asks

“I took hio,” I reply as I push off the couch “He should be good”

Mollie throwstowardas she pulls a bottle of water out of ht While she doesn’t appear drunk, or even buzzed, Mollie is habitual about drinking water before she goes to bed after even a glass of wine

After a fewto tell me about her date, so I take it upon myself to appear casually curious—not nosy “So, hoas it?”