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The little innocent didn’t think to put them back on after she had gotten herself off, which meant all she was wearing were the T-shirt and her panties.

I shifted on my feet, trying not to let the hard-on get to me.

My hand reached out for her without thinking, and I pushed back a strand of hair that had fallen in her face.

Her nose wiggled a bit, and fuck me, but I found the move cute as fuck.

I shook my head at myself.

If my brothers could read my mind, they would think I had lost it.

Since when did I think she was cute as fuck?

Since when did my brothers and I turn down the opportunity to fuck Zoe?

Hell, I didn’t even think they had gotten their dicks wet since we brought home the little captive, despite coming to her and playing with her.

I was aware of the camera when I cupped her soft cheek.

Aware of it, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop.

Let Maverick think whatever he wanted about this.

I didn’t have the energy to care.

I tugged down the covers from her body, revealing the loose black T-shirt she had on.

I pulled down the sleeve, and though she made a small noise in the back of her throat, she didn’t wake.

One shoulder was bare to me, and I let my fingers run over the skin there, pausing when I got to the slightly raised bump of what appeared to be scars.

She had scars on her back, and, judging from what I could feel, she had lots of them.

I frowned.

Why would she have scars on her back like this?

I slid her shirt down further and that was when she woke up.

She gasped and rolled away from me.

I watched her without a word as she took me in with wary eyes.

“Why are you here?” she asked, sitting up on the bed. The pillow shifted, and the tip of the pink vibrator I got her peeked out.

My lips twitched.

I wondered how she would react if I teased her about it.

“To see you,” I said, making sure my facial expression stayed the same.

She eyed me. She wouldn’t be able to figure out what I was thinking or feeling, and that was the way I wanted to keep it.

Ever since I met this girl, every single one of my shields had been slowly peeled away from my body, and all that was left was a man with no means to protect himself.

I didn’t like it one bit.

Yet, I couldn’t fucking stay from her the way I had been planning to since the beginning.