CHAPTER 7: Terry
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Terry sat on Maggie’s bed, waiting. He’d f****d up big time. The money had been a huge mistake but he hadn’t been thinking about anything but her and that vibrator. Did she think of him when she used it? How often did she need to get off? He’d be happy to help whenever she felt the urge.
All he’d wanted was her n***d but his damn temper had gotten the better of him. He flopped back on the bed. He hadn’t snapped like that in years. He would’ve sworn he’d outgrown it, but it’d hurt when she’d called him a friend and then she’d had the audacity to claim she didn’t know him. What the hell did she need to know? He’d saved her at the Club. He’d rescued her when her car broke down. He’d fixed every problem she’d had and yet she didn’t know him. That was bullshit.
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