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“What?” I asked.

He looked at me.

His eyes were wide.

“Atlas,” I said. “Are you… blushing?”

“Nope,” he said. “I’m a little flustered. And a little surprised.”

“Why? What is in that folder?”

He placed the folder on the bed.

There were pictures in the folder.

“Is that your grandmother?” Atlas asked.

I gasped when I saw the pictures.

There were very naughty pictures of Gram staring back at me!

Chapter Twenty-Seven

ATLAS

I hadno idea if this was considered a date or just a normal night between two people having a baby together.

But finding some very provocative pictures of Hazel’s grandmother in a secret leather folder…

“This is a new one for me,” I said.

Hazel closed the folder and took a deep breath.

“It’s not real,” she said. “There’s no way that’s real.” She looked at me. “Right?”

“Looks real to me. Your Gram was in a see-through top and no panties.”

“Stop!” Hazel cried out. “I can’t…”

“I don’t see the problem here.”

“What? You don’t see a problem with this? How?”

“I know she’s your grandmother, but she’s also a woman,” I said. “Plus, you never know what else you’ll find when you clean out this house. Right?”

Hazel moved her hands from the folder.

She turned her head and opened it.

“Go ahead, Atlas. You want to look that bad. Go for it.”

It wasn’t that I wanted to look atalmostnaked pictures of Hazel’s grandmother.

The entire thing was a little intriguing.

I moved the first picture out of the way.

There was Hazel’s Gram again.

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