Dorota knocked lightly on the door and entered with two cups of coffee and a tray of pastries. She set them on an end table against the wall, near the sofa. Ethan was on his feet immediately, and he had wolfed down a small pastry before I could blink
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I was going to meet Bastian's parents. Needless to say, I was insanely intimidated. Avery was with us, so Bastian and I had to play the part. As if sensing my distress, his arm tightened around me
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