Stupid Hounds

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His long look told me he wasn’t kidding. He never is. And we both knew how likely it was I’d travel with a woman. All I’d ever met did not want to be my friend. Far from. And despite that I wasn’t his, and he was the only man that could seem to willingly let me go, he seemed even more possessive than the others when it came to me keeping male company. Or he tries to be. Now, I wanted to surround myself with male Skins just to defy him. Certainly not male monsters though! I could control the Skins. “Oh.” He popped his head back into the door. “Is this you escaping me, again?” My eyes narrowed on him. “You do know your particular manner of humor, isn’t actually funny, right?” Those dimples flashed again. Though I saw no hint of those flat square teeth he so often nipped me w

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