21: Staying strong

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" Why are you dressed like a pornstar?" Dylan growls, coming from the backyard, his eyes looking at me with intensity, focused on my bare legs. My eyes roam over his bare sweaty chest, his whole build is made up of muscle. My fingers are trembling, wanting to caress his body. Dylan's eyes are glued on mine and they fall on my lips, they linger a while longer and I unconsciously lick them, and a sinister smirk dances on his lips. " Enjoying the view, Sunshine?" He asks, wiggling his eyebrows, and my breath hitch, he hasn't called me that in a long time. I bow slightly towards them before I proceed but Tyler cut me. " Um, hey, Cassandra," he calls with uncertainty in his voice. I turn towards him as I wait for him to speak, " Is ..is Leilani alright?" I nod and walk inside, " Is

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