Chapter 22: The Night of the Party

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RUSSELL “That guy—damn!” My head hurts when I wake up because I didn’t sleep enough. I couldn’t take my mind off what Daniel and I did the night before in the kitchen. Although it was exciting to think someone might see us kissing in the kitchen, no one was there. My body was screaming for more, but I stopped myself. I ran to my room as soon as I left him. He is good at what he does. Just how many other women has he made feel that way? I was furious when I discovered that Daniel had made other women feel that way. Some women may have been after him more than a hundred times. I gasped and bit my bottom lip. What’s wrong with me? It doesn’t bother me if happy women grind into his lap. ‘He’s after me.’ Those things made me smile a little. ‘Daniel is still after me.’ After taking a show

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