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.

at home, Everett headed straight for the master bathroom

upstairs; the hired chef had already

she noticed

her hand was suddenly enveloped, and in a swift motion, she was lifted into the air and pressed

Adam's apple bobbing

for his clothes, only to find he wasn't wearing any, her fingers

almost like a teenager experiencing his first taste of

could adjust, he began to move with a fervor that left her wincing in pain, but she bit her lip, neither

a desperate intensity, sealing her

small boat adrift on the sea, pushed by relentless waves, unsure of where to

relax as best she could, meeting his

Dorothy sensed this wasn't about pleasure for him; he

about proving she was his, affirming that he was the only man who could touch her, possess her

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