Chapter Sixty-Five: Their Old Toy

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Robyn My ass was wet and cold, but I was feeling very warm and comfortable sitting on top of Jack. And judging by the way his eyes were smoldering, he was feeling pretty hot too. However, I imagine the ice was melting under his body heat and seeping into his clothes. I carefully climbed off from him and then tried to get up, following his earlier instructions. Squatting like a frog on the ice, and then slowly straightening. Once I got to an upright position, I shuffled my way across the ice back to the safety and security of the wall. I was too occupied with keeping my balance to watch Jack peel himself off the ice, but a minute later, he was skating beside me again, coaxing me away from the wall, holding my hand through the thick glove, encouraging me to venture out away from the w

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