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Reagan flinched back into the chair, letting out a small whimper of fear and hesitantly grabbed the end of her short, skimpy dress, slowly lifting it over her body and then over her head as she looked away from him, her eyes tearing up. Then put the dress in front of her bare breasts and center, blocking it from his sight.

Josh grimaced. "I'll explain later, Emma... Just get some sleep" he whispered softly.