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The fabric in the chair was coarser against his skin than he thought it would be. He sat, frozen, as she lowered herself to her knees and put her hair in a looped ponytail...

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Domestic Spy

The whole day had been a disaster. In fact, the whole afternoon, all James could think about was getting home before Celia so he could have some time to himself. Truth be told, Celia...

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Body of Work

The morning started with the glaring beep of the alarm. As she sank back into the mattress after reaching to silence her phone, she was met with the unmistakable firmness that came from the...