IN LOVE WITH MY STEPFATHER IN LAW

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or maybe it was the way his eyes followed me from a

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is hand gently grazing the small of my back.

appiness. But every inch of my skin was crawling-not from disc

in a charcoal suit that fit too perfectly, and eyes so unreadable they made me forget how to breathe. He hadn't

d nothing-except maybe the fact t

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he hotel suite doors closed behind us, I stood at t

ne. "Give me a second, babe," he said. "Just ne

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and there he stood-towering, sharp-jawed, wit

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it off and walked to the bathroom, staring

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