Chapter 15 Unwanted Mind Games

Tessa snuggled deeper beneath the blankets, tucking her nose under the sheet to scratch it. Groggy, she looked at the clock. It read 4:17. In the afternoon? A hand cupping her breast twitched, squeezing lightly, then relaxing.

Immediately, her eyes widened with recall. She'd been on top of the blank...

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