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Chapter 25 : She's So Angry at Oliver
*Oliver* “Jolee, what are you doing here?" I asked, releasing her arm. “What are you doing here, Dad!?" she asked back. She nodded to me. I looked down, being reminded that I was just wearing a T-shirt and boxers. Harper came up behind me, dressed in nothing but a robe. It was impossible to hide what we'd been doing. “I don't believe that is any of your business," I said gently. “Are you kidding? You're my dad, and Harper is my friend. At least, I thought she was. I saw you two in bed together, so you can't even deny it," Jolee said, pointing to us accusingly. I glanced at Harper. Her cheeks were a deep crimson, and she kept her eyes down. “It isn't what it looks like, Jolee," Harper said softly. “Really? Because I think it looks like some pervy old man f*cking my friend!" she glar
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