It was the moment he’d been waiting for since the beginning of the competition—a night alone with Ashley.
He was leaned back on the bed, his shirt off, breathing hard. His heart throbbed. Ashley stepped back from the bed, he mouth hanging open slightly. She dropped her nightgown from her body and when he saw the spinnerets, he began to howl.
The cameraman had to turn and look away, but could still hear what was happening. His sobs were muffled by the sound of his gorge rising.
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