The Seduction of Dylan Acosta
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by Nia Forrester
“How’s she doing?” he asked.
“Good. Active today; turning somersaults. . .”
Mark made a move to turn toward the television. “What’s on?” he asked.
Dylan picked up the remote and casually switched to another channel before he could see the familiar faces onscreen.
“Nothing,” she said. “Nothing important.”
And then she turned to her full attention to what was.