” I said in a normal voice - the volume sounding far too loud in the hushed quiet of her bedroom. “I’ve already seen them and they know I’m up...here.”“You’ve already ... what?” Emily muttered, giving up trying to escape my arms and instead rolling within them onto her side facing away from me so she could reach over to her phone. She looked at the screen to see the time. “They might come up and see what we’re doing - you have to stop!”The girl had relaxed somewhat when I had told her to -. I didn’t want my wife wondering why I’d brought my laptop with me given my cover story. I swallowed and then I headed out of the garage and into the house.My wife was in the kitchen working on dinner. She glanced up from the stove where she was frying breaded chicken. It sizzled on the oil. Kimmie flashed me a smile. She was a petite woman, easily mistaken for someone younger than thirty-nine. When we first met, she was often mistaken for a schoolgirl. Her green eyes sparkled while freckles. More

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