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"What the fuck are you doing? I’ve been looking for you," he snapped, his eyes searching the roo for you," she replied His eyes snapped towards his desk chair She had her back to him, and he could see her bare feet propped up on a bookshelf

"I aht, and I -,"

"Hey, I finally found them!" she interrupted hilasses! I haven’t seen you wear them since that day in Spain I found theive two fucks I’rowled, but before he could make a move, Tate swiveled around in his chair

"I think they look better onon the bridge of her nose His eyes wandered over her forroaned

"Baby girl, why do you do this tohis tie over his head

"I’ back in his chair and stretching her legs over his desk

"I’m sore, and I’m mad at the world, and I just want to be pissed off at everything, and you do this," he gru his shirt as he walked towards her She smiled up at him

"Well, you can be pissed off athis glasses, the Cartier necklace he had bought her fro else Not a stitch of clothing Her hair was piled up on her head in a lasses, but that was it He grabbed her by the ankles and swung her legs around, spinning her in the chair so she was facing hiirl Mr Kane is very, very tired," he warned her, pulling her legs apart and walking up between them

"Don’t I always?" she replied as he leaned down close to her

"Shut the fuck up I’ her hips and scooting her forward