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Aspen's POV

I woke up being snuggled by a sleeping Ashton. Or Carlos. Everything came flooding back and of course I turned red as I hardened.

"Already ready for the next round?" Ashton mumbled in my ear.

"Next round?" I squeaked. I went to turn to him when a pounding ache coveted my backside.

He chuckles and pecked my neck.

"Alright, come on, let's pack up." He said out of the blue.

"Why are we packing up?" I asked him.

"I got to bring you home, let you get settled in, you know, stuff." He rambled.

"What about school?" I started to glare at him.

"Drop out. The house i-"

A loud smack and thump filled the room.




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