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What if he knew? What if he looked up and sahen I wasn’t looking?

I don’t recognize this version of ain when I realize that I wouldn’t be asha night of day Maybe after the whiskey wore off

But not tonight Hell no

Tonight has been filthy in the best way I can’t wait to tell Lacey But even et a chance to share soh

But I’ll think about that tomorrow

CHAPTER EIGHT: HUGH MADDOX

Ironically, since I had spent the night doing nothing but beating off and punching a bag, I wake up this otten run over by a train I ca I wouldn’t have been happy about I take good care ofto throw a parade about

I also wake up hard Less surprising, I oes, but I’ottenor unwelcolad she’s here but I have no idea what today is going to be like, or how things will have changed by the tiht

It’s still raining like s simpler and saner But also far less horny And no one likes less horny, not even a pseudo-lumberjack brute like yours truly

I used to love Sherlock Hol? I still do Sherlock would have said, “Eleive her the story of a lifeti so for someone else”

I can try That’s all I can do Just see what happens I get up, get dressed, note how sore my fists and feet are, and tiptoe past her door in case she’s still sleeping She’s not When I get to h the cupboards

“I hope you don’t ht … I irl like rin, “but you don’t really have anything Hope you like water” She’s playful but she’s not exactly wrong My kitchen isn’t packed with goodies That doesn’t ht place

But she’s looking good, that’s for sure She ht It’s modest but it fits her perfectly

“Do you alake up looking this good?” I say

She snorts, and even that sounds becoh Seriously, is there no food in here?”