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Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 750

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Lauren's teasing voice came through the video call. "Fran, are you at Dr. Lloyd's place right now?"

Francesca's cheeks instantly flushed red. She hesitated for a second before mumbling a quiet "Mm-hmm."

Lauren gasped dramatically before covering her mouth with a giggle. "Oh, so that means… Fran, you got the full Dr. Lloyd treatment last night?"

Francesca gritted her teeth. "Lauren, you better not laugh at me! Do you even know how close I was to being ruined last night? I can barely walk!"

Lauren blinked, looking both impressed and mildly horrified. "Wait… you mean Dr. Lloyd is that intense?"

Francesca huffed. "You'll find out soon enough. When it's your turn, let's see if you can handle it!"

Lauren snickered. "Oh no, no, no—I hate pain. I'll let Dr. Lloyd go wild with you first, and then I'll swoop in once he's all tired out. That way, I can dodge the first wave of his attacks!"

Francesca narrowed her eyes and smirked. "Nice try. Next time, you go first—I'll sit back and enjoy the aftermath. One way or another, you will experience what this guy is capable of. No way am I suffering alone!"

Lauren chuckled. "Alright, alright. I just called because I tried reaching Dr. Lloyd, but he didn't pick up. I figured I'd call you instead, but I did not expect you two to be at war all night. Fran, you poor thing—go get some rest!"

Francesca, still blushing furiously, rushed to wrap up the call. "Fine, I'm hanging up now. Andrew's making breakfast—his phone's probably still in the bedroom."

Just as Francesca put her phone down, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her from behind.

Andrew's deep voice murmured against her ear, his breath warm against her skin. "Fran, breakfast is getting cold. If you don't want to eat, we could just go for another round instead…"

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