Chapter 32 Spit On Me, Biker Daddy — Part 6

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I stepped into the dim, heavy air of the detached garage, the heels of my boots clicking softly against the stained concrete floor.

A split second later, Damon stepped right in behind me. With one swift, heavy jerk of his massive arm, he slammed the rolling garage door...

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