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Why was I still talking?

He snorted, his sexy lips twisting into a self-effacing grin "Yeah Reece and Pepper took me to dinner and then I went home and peeled my old man off the floor where he had passed out"

He uttered it so aze flat This was his life He wasn’t looking for pity In fact, I kneould hate that, but I still couldn’t stophis arers "Don’t," he warned softly, glasses clinking as he adjusted his grip on the tub "Don’t touch me and expect me not to touch you"

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"Do you fuck your friends?"

I flinched

"I didn’t think so" He stepped around h friends" The words stung, ringing in my ears "With you, I want ain"

My mouth dried Without another word, he walked away

I looked up to find Cook watching me with an almost bored expression as he shook a fryer of pickles Like he was accusto in his kitchen

I forced a wobbly s and turned to unlock my door Once inside the loft, I kicked off roan, thinking about Eht

Only it ht be too late

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