THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM

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RYAN'S POV "Babe?" Brenda called me from the bathroom. "Yes love?" "My shower gel just got exhausted. Please could you look through the third compartment of my dress cabinet, for another one?" "Sure!" I nodded, regardless of the fact she couldn't see me. Quickly walking to the dress cabinet, I checked the third compartment and picked out one of the few cans of shower gel there. "Here." I called her attention when I got to the bathroom, stretching the shower gel for her to take. All the while, I tried my very best to act like seeing her naked body didn't do a lot of wicked things to my mind. I would have really loved to make a move on her, but decided not to. My mate could be so cranky atimes, and I couldn't really tell when she was just not in the mood. 'She's always not in the

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