My Stepdaddy Is My Sexy Professor
I don't lock the door
I stopped chewing, my gaze lifting to meet his. His eyes held a question I wasn’t sure how to answer.
Ezekiel (ML)
Can you… make me your family?
He asked, his voice low, but filled with something I hadn’t expected.
I took a deep breath and looked at him intently.
Isabella (FL)
I still don’t want you with my mom,
I said, my voice steady. Ezekiel raised his eyebrows, a small smile playing on his lips, but I wasn’t joking. My expression remained serious.
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