When he brought the car to a standstill outside her apartment, she gave him an absent kiss and made to leave. “Ainsley?” She still didn’t look...at him. Her gaze was directed straight ahead. “It’s got nothing to do with us, Travis. It’s my husband, I’m afraid.” “Can I come in?” Her eyes flew to his expression. He knew he must look formidable. He’d read her silence all the way home as a sign of mistrust. It angered him. The darkened car interior cloaked his eyes. To Ainsley he looked far more. Personally, I don't care. We both know they will be your wives as soon as they are old enough, so a little preview isn't going to hurt anyone." Easy for you to say," Eric replied as he picked up his razor to finish the last couple of strokes. Rinsing it, he put it on the shelf and washed the soap from his face. While toweling off, he turned to his sister who was now leaning against a wall, hipshot, wearing only a thong and a grin as she displayed her wares.He wasn't going to miss a chance like. More

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