Fitness Fun in the Park

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Dorothy only realized something was off as she settled into the car, headed towards Bay Residence.

How on earth did Everett know about her twisted ankle? Everett was focused on the road; he addressed her unspoken question before she could voice it.

"The car you saw this morning, it was mine." "Oh..." Dorothy found herself at a loss for words.

Pursuing this topic would unavoidably lead to explaining why she hadn't invited Everett to pay respects to her mother.

He didn't press further, though. Despite both sitting in the front, an invisible wall seemed to have erected between them. Neither had the courage to tear it down.

Everett headed straight for the master

stand that smell of smoke! She checked on the kids upstairs; the hired chef had already prepared their dinner, and they were now scattered, each absorbed in their own

noticed Everett hadn't turned on the

the switch, her hand was suddenly enveloped, and in a swift motion,

husky as ever, his Adam's apple bobbing as he spoke. The smoky scent was gone, replaced

wearing any, her fingers grazing his

was eager, almost like a teenager

move with a fervor that left her wincing in pain, but

desperate intensity, sealing her lips with his, again and

adrift on the sea, pushed by relentless

she

wasn't about pleasure for him;

affirming that he was the

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