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Tryst Six Venom by Penelope Douglas

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But she rises from her seat without elaborating. “Excuse me,” she says,

and takes her bag, trying to leave.

But I stomp down the kneeler, grab her wrist, and yank her to her knees.

She sucks in a breath as she catches herself on the pew in front of her, and I

pick up my backpack and rise.

“Sit your ass down,” I grit out.

I don’t stay to see her reaction. I spin around, ignoring the spying eyes

from those around us, and leave the chapel just as Mass begins.

When I want them…

I blink long and hard. Jesus.

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