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*Six's POV*

As I go to pull my shorts on, I notice a reddish-purple mark on my inner thigh. I turn my leg out to look at it. Are those teeth marks? Apparently he bit me harder than I thought.

“Axle,” I whine at him. “Look what you did! I’m wearing shorts!”

“So?”

“So, your mother and brother are gonna see that!”

“I still don’t see the issue. I’m sure they can guess what we were doing anyway. You're not exactly quiet,” he says with a wink.

“Uuugh! Still! Just be more gentle next time!"

He flashes me a grin and says, “You and I both know you don’t want me to be gentle.”

I smile back and just roll my eyes because he’s right but I’m not gonna amdit to it out loud.

“Alright Hannibal Lector, let’s go.”

I take his hand and we walk downstairs to find Irene and Jameson in the kitchen.

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I love how this family's entire solution to everything is alcohol
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