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into the apartment,

expensive cologne mixed with vanilla perfume. It was the energy,

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sted as my pul

that

that

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re they

nt years loving, trusting

e. My best

angled in my sheets

the covers up to her chest, as if mo

eath, scrambling upright,

lurred. A part of me wanted to scream, to throw something, to

A dry, hollow sound th

o step toward

s sharp enough to sl

ll some pathetic excuse, but I cut her of

urling into fists. "Get your things

n, plea

ow

g in his head, probably calculating whether he coul

lked out, slamming the door

er in shots of tequila. The betrayal, the pain, the years wasted on a man

d an es

s when I

that locked onto mine like he could see

knew exactly what

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d up at the cor

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ight?" h

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s and clinked it against mine. "To

g something stir inside

I murmured, tak

ween us again, but it wasn't

h for me to catch the warm scent of col

said, his voice smooth, deep, unrushe

se ski

grab my wrist or act li

e me a

golden eyes that held not only curiosity, bu

time that night, I

ass down. "

. He helped me with my coat, his fingers brushin

e said, walking to the bar in

. "I think I've

glass of bourbon before turning to

inke

voice. "You don't owe me anything because you came here. If you want to

ath hi

ce I sensed, he was

a hand on his chest, feeling the warmth be

ers grazing her hip, slow, deliber

se pou

sed to bei

used to

gaze, steady

you to k

n, capturing my lips in a

wandered witho

ps coa

own my back, gripping my waist

shaky brea

when he deepened the k

on't think ab

won't fee

I choose

th of his hands as they settled on my waist, s

e I

broken than I w

w, I didn't

w, I fel

h hot against my skin. A shiver ran through me, and I

he murmured, his voice deep and st

want him

ted m

op," I wh

st as he lifted me effortlessly,

s golden eyes searching mi

l oka

him every step of the way, it sent a different kind of h

g for him, pulling him clo

all he

every inch of me. His hands roamed my body with the same care

ad, he took a moment to look at me

murmured, running a

had ever looked at me like that before, not like I w

king his time as if he wasn't in a hurry to get anyw

highs. His touch was firm as if he knew this wasn't just about pleasure,

me, my back arched, a gas

easure until I was trembling beneath him, my fingers gripp

, his voice like velv

I di

g, and for the first time in a long time, I d

me, his lips claiming mine again, swallowing my

his breath heavy, his eyes locke

him as he filled me, stretchin

into his shoulders as he

mured against my lips. "I cou

s words, at the unexpec

want tend

d to fo

red, my fingers threading throug

, and the next thrust was deeper, ha

me feel every inch of him. But as my body responded, as I wrapped

e urgent, more desperate, as if he

breathing, whispered curses, t

in, sharp and insistent, building u

ar, his voice thick with need. There was som

ke before,

rippling through me in waves so

ng before he collapsed against me, both o

at night, I wasn't th

years, I let myself

led in the sheets and his warmth,

even know

t ruined me fo

*

, reality hit me

the office, regretting every tequila

worker, smirked as she pa

-lipped smile. I

temples. Maybe I could survive the

g caught my attention, followed by the

nd my breath caug

o

no,

uldn'

it w

t. The man whose name I had

it, looking effortlessly pow

fice stood up as

bos

just slept wit