Chapter Twelve - What the hell does he want to do with a shower head?

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Avalon's P.O.V I got myself cleaned up and my clothes back on before making my way back to the living room to find Landon. He was sat by the window, Scotch in hand. He looked like he was thinking hard about something. I stood awkwardly not sure if I should disturb him or leave him be. Maybe I should just leave and head home since it is getting late. “Avalon come here.” He said not looking at me. How did he even know I was there? I slowly made my way over to him, standing at his side. “I mean in front of me Avalon, not at my side where I can’t see you.” He said finally looking at me. I did as he asked, moving to stand in front of him. As soon as I was in front of him, he grabbed me, pulling me onto his lap. I let out a small squeal, not expecting it. It made him laugh at me. I was stra

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