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heart pounding, breath catch
ntil I was insid
a
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where he touched me. I
d to follow me like a s
ed to
was still
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ands trembled as I t
't calm
ers around my wrist, even though he
ough I w
rt
moaned his name. Her hands clawed the desk, her
entence agai
ause it
ade my body forge
essing together under the counter stool. I shifted,
o
er than the last. E
with every twitch, teasing like a secret I wasn't supposed t
couldn
ter. Not because of the words. Bu
i
fantasy man
e
ld gre
full
gripped my tits
't ask before ta
ameful, disgusting, the way my body reacted just thinking about him-but the memory
e that. Never kissed like
just enough for the cold air to brush my nipples. His mouth hadn'
jeans pressing deliciously where I needed i
he feel lik
rough? Would
he slammed into me over and o
palm slid down, slow and shaky, hovering just over the
y feel how wet
my fist, heart
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d jerk
h
i
doorway like a shado
gister, praying he hadn't noticed the way my cheeks were
my voice didn't sound breathl
ttle crooked. A
.. not. Crisp. Neat. Like he'd changed who he was t
twitching slightly before disappearing into
at," he said softly, his
ng inventory
ver. That was
t something in his tone made it stutter w
face. At my throat,
ickered behi
oday," he said, voice
mach t
I offered, forcin
ser, and I instinctively gripped the counter between us
are you
switch being flipped. "Yeah! Totally. I'm fine." His v
posture dropped an inch. His lips twitchin
volume six," he said in that easy tone again, but it c
y. "Thanks," I sai
o you want to hang ou
o
'm staying at S
ed too fast. "Sleepover
h caught
ave to be scared of me," he said quietly. "But.
fr
ng with you, Liam?" I
. Just k
fell bet
om his back pocket and set
red a
t is
dn't
w, but eerily flat. "You do
d him back away, turn, and walk out the door lik
led again. An
minutes before I re
edges, like someone had meas
andwritin
this. I'll keep you safe. But
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red a
er
ell was "O
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ing was
th
s whole d
into my bra, h
adows in the aisl
closing, I swore
outside t
smil
blin
tried not to think of green eyes and rough hands. But h
utside light. Madame had left hours earlier, it was growing dark. Selena w
d to text Mateo so he wouldn't worry. I ha
e skipped a little, and there was a familiar surge of panic flooding my chest. Mat
ange. Mateo was always so careful, always in touch, especially in a
screen, waiting for a reply that never came. I felt
oughts mumbled. "What's going on?" she asked, her voice was low, and she picked up on the change in my mood. Shaking my head, I
he last mess
s up, don't
od wen