[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s House – Chicago, IL 
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[color=#B0C4DE]”That’ll just be a happy bonus,”[/color] Avery said, chuckling again. [color=#B0C4DE]”No, I thought I’d ask so you’re not here by yourself again. Maybe we could leave earlier, and I can take you for supper,”[/color] he said.

Avery’s voice shifted into a whisper as he felt Kimiko’s fingers trailing up and down his back in a soothing motion, her humming adding to the relaxing feeling. He found himself yawning and settling back into the bed.

[color=#B0C4DE]”What are you trying to do?”[/color] he mumbled.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Mandarin Oriental Hotel – New York City, New York
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Caden’s skin tingled where Nero’s lips touched, and he sighed from the sensation of their touch and the knots they found. [color=#006400]”I don’t need to. I can always sleep on the plane.”[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Cassi’s House – Chicago, IL 
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Cassi tightened her hold on Nic when she felt him dip her. Her spine tingled from the action and she felt briefly lightheaded from the instant sensation.

[color=#DB7093]”Correct,”[/color] she said, slightly breathless. [color=#DB7093]”We should go. I’m sure your dad is probably starving, waiting for breakfast.”[/color]

It was getting harder and harder to resist Nic. At this point, she would take five minutes in the back of Caden’s SUV over a slow build-up one evening.