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“Yes. I want to find the man that made Gram act like this. I want to know what it was between them. If it was real or just…”
“Humping?”
“I hate you, Atlas.”
I grinned. “I know you do.”
“I want to know if he knows she’s… gone. I mean, if they were just casual, maybe he thinks she just stopped talking to him or whatever. I don’t know what kind of arrangement they had. Maybe they had a spot to meet up at. A certain time. Imagine if he’s been waiting and doesn’t know Gram is gone.”
“Wow, you turned this around.”
“How?”
“This went from dirty pictures and letters to your grandmother into something more romantic.”
“I’m trying to save my sanity at the moment, okay?”
“Well, love, I’m in. Let’s do this.”
“What?”
“I’m going to help you find this guy.”
“You don’t have to do that, Atlas. It’s just… crazy.”
I stepped back and placed my hands to her pregnant stomach.
“We’ve already done crazy, Hazel. Why stop now?”
She smiled. She looked ready to cry.
She turned her head and looked down.
“There’s naked pictures of my grandmother staring up at me.”
“Yes, there is,” I said.“Yes… there really is…”
Chapter Twenty-Eight
HAZEL
My naked bodynestled so perfectly against Atlas’s.
I felt safe in his arms.
It didn’t hurt matters that his body was builtso fucking hardeither.
Or the fact that even when he wasn’tarousedthe size of him was a lot.
I feltitslithering and resting against my back.
Like he had nowhere to hide it.
It was justthere. Alwaysthere.
Just finish the thought, Hazel.
You love Atlas’s cock.
