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Nic shifts her gaze to mine, and a shot of lust surges through me. There’s something in me that rejects “just friends” with Nic on a very chemical level, but Nic sounds so convincing that I can only assume this arrangement hasn’t been as difficult for her as if has for me.

“Daddy will sleep in his room,” she continues. “And you’ll sleep in your room like you always do.”

“Oh