Chapter 158

Lucy's POV

Ethan's fingers trailed down my wool skirt, the fabric rough against my skin, hugging my ass. The corner smelled of musty wood and his sharp cologne, irritating yet heady.

"Lucy, not home?" Cole's calm voice came through the phone.

I glared at Ethan, silently pleading. He smirked, lips...

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