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Peyton glanced from one twin to the other. “That didn’t stop the two of you from taking advantage of me. I can’t come home from trips to a house of disgust. It’s too stressful.”
Paul stiffened. “We’ll make it right.”
She shook her head. “It’s too late.”
Paul closed the distance between them, cupped her face in his hands, and eyed her lips. “That’s a lie.”
Paul kissed her, a slow soul penetrating kiss that had her toes curling. When he broke the kiss, Patrick turned her to face him…