My Stepdaddy Is My Sexy Professor
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Ezekiel didn’t return my morning greeting immediately. Instead, he sat up on the bed, pressing his forehead as if trying to make sense of everything. I rolled my eyes, still lying on my side. He finally stammered,
Ezekiel (ML)
Good morning, Isabella!
His hesitation was obvious.
I could already guess what was running through his mind—he was probably beating himself up for spending the night next to his lover’s daughter. His guilt was almost palpable. I hate that, I thought. When he eventually learned the truth about the woman he was feeling so guilty about, it would shatter him.
I suppressed a smile, not wanting to show my amusement just yet. I stretched lazily and yawned.
Isabella (FL)
Last night I slept so well
I said, teasing him lightly.
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