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''What are you doing?''
The corners of Devin's lips quirked into a grin, her dull brown eyes bouncing along the screen of her phone. ''Nothing.''
She was perked up in bed Saturday morning, sitting on the edge while she left Jeff sleeping in his bed beside her. She didn't expect him to wake up so sudden.
''I'm gonna pretend that I don't know you're lying,'' He mumbles, rubbing the sleep away from his tired eyes.
A giggle fell from her lips when his phone chimed, disrupting the silence of the morning. He reaches over for his device and found an Instagram notification. He was tagged in a photo.
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@dev.xo;morning 😇❤
Jeffery Atkins tosses his phone aside and grabs Devin Greene by her hips. He pulls her closer to him, erupting a fit of giggles from her as she rolled half of her body on top of him.
''What makes you think you can do things like that while I'm not conscious?'' He mumbles in her hair. ''For all I know, you could've raped me.''
Devin was partly focused on his words entangling in her wavy strands but also on her fingertip that was drawing unrecognizable patterns on his bare chest. ''Trust me, if I raped you, you would've been wide awake by now.''
''Oh really?'' He cocks a brow, amused. He pulls close to the point where her pelvic is on top of his. ''Which would be?''
''Rachelle?''
He furrows his brows, completely losing his mood. ''Oh my god, you raped my baby cousin?!''
''No,'' She groans. She pushes herself off from on top of him and quickly dashes out of the room. The small gurgles of a baby was no longer so vague from behind the closed door of Jeffery Atkins bedroom. She heads downstairs and walks in at the sight of Marissa and and Harris Atkins playing with Rachelle Carrero.
