Chapter 17 Tristan

Marcy Lee 1.9k words

My hand balls into a shaking fist as I look around and realize every man in the place is staring at her. Ogling that hot little tush and adjusting themselves.

“Damn, is that really Amarie’s kid?” one of them says to his friend, smacking his lips. “She grew up nice.”

“Jesus, you’re...

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