The looks they exchanged said plainly that that hadn't been what they had in mind. It took me a second to remember that Brandon was Nathaniel's stage name. The fear was drowning him out like one radio station overwhelming another. It made Avery close his eyes and almost sway.
The skirt had ridden up enough that everyone knew I was wearing black lace thigh-highs. We'd been lovers for months off and on, and I'd never known that he was a closet sadist. We didn't need the bed. I walked over to Malcolm.
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