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Chapter83
Chapter Eighty-Three I had let my jealousy rob me of so much. If I’d just gone into the diner, things would have been different. Livie and I could have talked and figured things out sooner. “He must have been worried about you.” Livie nodded, standing up and walking towards the small kitchen. “He’s been a really good friend. I don’t know what I would have done without him.” I followed behind her, watching the way her body moved. How her hips swayed from side to side. The way her leggings hugged her hips and thighs. How they molded to her rounded ass. I could still remember how she had felt the night that we’d had s*x. How she had given herself to me, the sounds that she had made as we’d f****d each other. Those gasps and moans... The way that she had said my name as her body grippe
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