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Table Manners

***Gael's POV***

Oh God, it can't be what I'm thinking. Turstin steadied his gaze, when he saw that Stacey was staring at him. Slowly, I noticed he creased his brow rather lightly and instantly began walking towards us.

Shit! Why did he put on my shorts? They looked more like tight briefs on him and the waistline, he didn't bother to button up since it was too small for him to do so. And fortunately, he was putting on a brief underneath, else I can't even begin the state of mind I'll be in.

“Stacey, what are you doing out here? Where's Cole?” Turstin asked, looking around. Yea, I'm also curious to know where the demon was while his girlfriend was roaming around to have almost seen something unholy.

“H…he went for a jog,” she stammered quite a bit. Lord knows I'll do the same and even worse if I were to be in her state. But was it necessary for him to come out here to meet us, knowing he wasn't in a proper state. Did he not know the word shame at all?

I kept tormenting myself with q
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