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Regaining my breath and co

out before he wakes Shit Did we ht as I reainst me on the dance floor Oh hell, the dance floor I wanted him I asked him for a ride and not just for a ride in his truck!

Breathe, Hattie

Think!

I press ers to my temples and rub softly to alleviate some of the pressure A soft moan leaves his throat I can’t help but look over at hi about

He is way too big for my tiny couch, it is almost comical His tan, lean, muscular body is draped over the cushions and his feet are hanging over the ar an unwarranted peek at oods

I don’t knohat to do I grab ins to vibrate with a text from Kiesha

K: I was going to ask how last night went, but considering I can see Zane’s truck parked at your trailer… it went really good ;)

Me: This is all your fault and no we didn’t do anything At least I don’t think Shit! He is asleep on my couch What do I do?

K: There is a hot guy on your couch, stop talking to ive him a happy wake up!

Me: No! I need to get hi about us

K: LOL! You totally told on yourself I was only kidding about the truck

Me: I hate you!

K: Have fun! I a your love life with Bert and Henrietta

Well that is just great Bert and Henrietta are the nosiest bunch of old turds ever Knowing Henrietta, she will have everyone thinking Zane and I are married by tomorrow I throw my phone onto the counter with too roan, afraid to see if I just cracked my screen