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Grant
As the door swung inward, Aribel and I sprang apart as if we’d been electroshocked. Aaron stepped into the room. He looked between us in silence for a moment before shaking his head.
“Dinner is ready.”
And then he turned and left.
Aribel sagged against me. “Oh my God. I can’t believe he saw that.”
“Could have been worse.”
“You keep saying that.”
“Still true.” And it was. We could have been f*****g when her brother walked in. Not the most compromising position I’d ever been in, but close.
She nodded. “Okay. Time to meet my father. Are you ready?”
Was I? f**k no! Her mother and brother already seemed to despise me. I wasn’t sure I was ready to take on the man of the house. But I’d do it. Apparently I’d do f*****g anything for Ari.
So, I followed her down the huge ass stai
