Chapter 275 Hn 4
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- Maya.
- I was not the kind of neighbor who brought welcome gifts. Before Caleb, I didn’t know the names of half the people on my floor, let alone their favorite wine. But I couldn’t sit still tonight—not with the taste of him still lingering in my mouth, not with my skin marked up and aching from the way he’d fucked me on my couch just hours before. I wanted to see him again. I needed to.