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Max
There was no denying my body’s immediate reaction to discovering Dr. Danica Waters checking me out. I had to shift back and to the side to make sure my partial erection wasn’t visible through my jeans. Since I had an arm casually slung around my sister, that would look beyond inappropriate––even though it obviously had nothing to do with her.
Not wanting my c**k to spring to full attention over Dani’s open perusal of my flexed muscles, I turned my attention back to Kevin Durley. Thinking of the audacity of the jerk and his a*******n of three women in our close-knit town was a better boner-killer than picturing Grandma Malone asking me for a kiss on the cheek with her avocado facial mask smeared over her wrinkly skin.
My instinct was to lunge out at the man and strangle the life
