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Chapter Forty-Three: My Dark Knight, and Death?

Carley

By the end of the meal, everyone is spread out around the property. My uncle and his family are outside around the fire pit drinking whiskey with Lidia and granddad Leo, while mom is in the living room with Tempest listening to their tells of what Carson had been like as the teenager they grew up with. As for me and Chaos, we are in the loft of course. Lachlan is working on his painting while I’m stretched out on the couch with my head in Arson’s lap and my feet in Weston’s. Arson is massaging my head, which feels so amazing that I don’t even care about him ruining the arduous work I did this morning curling it. Storm even had to shower behind me while I did so. He is becoming more of a brother figure to me as time goes on with us living together. Mix Arson’s head massage with the foot massage Weston is giving me and I am done for. Completely content and relaxed.

“Keep moaning like that and we are all about to have our dicks out,” Ransom snick

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