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~TROY~ “Caroline....would be alright with this, with us, right?” Jenna murmured, her head placed on my chest. I kissed her forehead before running my fingers through her hair, the scent of fruit and lust permeating in the room. “She knows our feelings for each other. She was even the one who pushed me to not hide them anymore.” “She did?” “Yeah. What do you think me shouting your name while f*****g her meant?” I noticed the small smirk on her lips, remembering our movie night where I fingered her then screamed her name while making love to my wife, fully aware I was thinking of her little sister. “I just don’t want to step on any toes. I’ve wanted you for a long time but you’re married and eventually, you’ll have kids together and...I don’t want—” “You don’t have to worry about that.