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Chapter 377: Stalled Ambitions
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... that didn’t feel like driving across a washboard... but the relief barely registered.
Heena’s body was a traitor.
The dampness between her thighs had gone past uncomfortable into something maddening.
A slick, constant reminder with every shift of her weight, every slight vibration of the engine through the seat, that her body had made a decision her mind was still desperately trying to overrule.
She gripped the wheel. Stared at the road. Counted streetlights. Tri ...
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