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And Axe hadn’t been a grower to begin with

But fuck him, this was not the way he’d wanted to start out with her--and yeah, you could rewind that e up at her father’sdown his face The problem ell, one of his proble riffed at Peyton’s criht about any injury--and then this fe smelled like her, and sat him down, and stepped into his personal space and …

Yeah, he’d gotten hard

The entire ti, praying, to will hi at a pig You looked like an idiot and the pig didn’t give a shit

So here they were, standing in a bathroo out of The Devil Wears Prada-- if Miranda Priestly had had a Jacuzzi scene--with hi in front of him as if she couldn’t decide whether to cover her eyes and run …

Or find out what he felt like

"This is a bad idea," he ed himself, and stalked out into her bedrooine what she would look like naked on it

"Wait," she said "Don’t go--"

He pivoted on her expensive carpet "You need someone else"

She kicked up her chin "I don’t want someone else I want you"

Axe closed his eyes and tried not to read all kinds of burind into that

"Did you lose your mate?" she asked

He shook his head to clear it "What?"

"Your ? And yes, I know that that’s a personal question, but come on," she muttered dryly, "it’s not like we aren’t already there"

For a second, he thought she had to be fishing for couileless, her affect as honest as a sunrise