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Maybe he had feelings for her, and as his memories returned, perhaps the feelings did too?

“No, no, bad Aria keeps those thoughts away,” I scolded myself.

I focused on making breakfast.

I usually just made Sunny side ups and toast for breakfast, but I wasn't sure if he'd like that.

Well, everyone likes that.

I got to work on the buttered toast and the eggs. After they were ready, I scoured my fridge for a beverage to go with it.

“Do I just make him coffee?” I wondered.

I brought out the carton of orange juice and poured it into a glass while I got the coffee brewing.

When the coffee was ready, I set it on the dining table with the eggs and toast.

“That should do it,” I said as I took a sip of the orange juice.

I went back to my room to call him over for breakfast.

“Hey, the food is ready if you…” I stopped.

Nick was inspecting my toys. He turned to me and smiled, then motioned to me, inviting me over.

I walked over to him, all the while feeling embarrassed.

“What are these?” he asked casually in a curious tone.

“They're not mine. I was keeping them for a friend,” I said shakily.

“Is that so?” As he focused on the dildo, he asked. “Your friend seems to have interesting tastes.”

“Ye…yeah.. hehe,” I chuckled nervously. “Yeah, speaking about tastes, I have breakfast ready. Let's get it before it turns cold.”

I turned to leave, but he caught my hand and made me sit on his lap.

“I'm curious about what yourfrienduses this for,” he said softly but in a growling tone that made my body shiver a little. “Surely you can be so kind as to give an example.”

“Well…she uses it to please…uhmm…pleasure herself,” I replied as I felt my breathing grow unsteady.

“Is that so?” he said, as he cupped my breasts. “Does she have a favorite one?”

“She…she doesn't…but she told me she follows a sequence when using them,” I spouted. My nipples started to hurt as they rubbed against my bra.

“A sequence? That sounds fun,” he remarked. “Would you be as kind as to tell me how it goes?”

I nodded as I lifted the shirt over my head.

He helped me unclasp my bra, and I watched as it fell to my thighs.

“So…what does she do next?” He teased as he started kissing my neck.

“The eggs…she rubs the vibrator eggs on her nipples,” I answered.

“I see him,” he picked up the egg and turned it on.

Judging by the sound, I could tell he had put it in the highest setting.