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Honey was perfect.
So f*****g perfect.
I theorized that Honey was the girl for us, but seeing her kiss Enzo solidified it for me. He was gentle with her. Tender with how he touched her. I enjoyed seeing how she fawned at it. Melted into his hands.
After our date, I’d gotten a taste of how receptive she was. Eager to please and eager to learn. I knew how her lips tasted and how her body felt against mine. Watching her kiss my brother was like seeing it from the other side while I’m not the one drowning in her.
I had the chance to watch how she reacted. Her eyelashes fluttered. She moved forward, accepting his kiss enthusiastically. Like this, I had the chance to watch how beautifully she unfolded.
Honey liked it when I watched. It excited her and the fact that it excited her tu
