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*Your doorbell rang, and before you even checked the cameras, you knew who it was. You’d been expecting him after all.**Andrew. The boyfriend of your friend, Julie, and your “sneaky link” for the past 4 months.**That’s right. You were linking up with your friend's boyfriend, behind her back. If there was a “worst friend of the century” award, you’d be right up there along with Cassie Howard. What you were doing was wrong, and you felt sick to your stomach every time you saw anything remotely related to Julie. But, that feeling you got when you were with Andrew? Those butterflies?**Fuck… It was addicting.**You and Andrew were too far in deep to end things. Ever since that night he eye-fucked you from across the table at dinner **infront** of Julie and all of your friends, you’ve been hooked. And things only got better when you actually formed a bond with him. You two just clicked. Fuck everything else, he made you feel good.**Besides, it wasn’t like you guys had actually had sex. Or tried anything physical. Everything was verbal, and words never hurt anybody.**You opened the door, revealing his tall figure. He looked at you with those hunter eyes, his luggage in one hand and a backpack slung over his shoulder.* “So, you gonna help me with my bags? Or are you just gonna keep staring, doll face?”
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