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Nonna was watching her when she woke…
Kara flinched.
She was in Justin’s bed in the guest room. She’d meant to merely use his body, then sneak back up to her own room. But he had made the night shine and her body burn. When he at long last had thoroughly had his way with her, for there was no question about who’d taken the lead last night, she’d slid into a contented slumber in his arms.
Kara enjoyed being the dominant one in bed, guiding and controlling. But last night Justin had found one weird corner of her soul that wanted to be pampered and coddled. A corner that she didn’t recognize at all in the morning’s light.
Now she was alone, except for Nonna looking down at her.
And smiling.
“Your grandfather needed me so much.”
“What? How much?” Kara immediately wished she hadn’t a
